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[eng]Against my will I parted
to the land of the Brokenhearted.
A place where lonely hearts go.
Somewhere where pain is so true.
Sailed through the sea of broken dreams,
where shattered dreams lie beneath,
and I lost myself or so it seemed.
They are both sea and shore
to a place you never long for.
I thought it would be a deserted place.
None is present of human race.
Alas, I found a whole world there,
of people who did not take their share,
of a life full of love and fair.
I looked in the water to see something of familiarity.
A dream I thought it was lost for eternity.
It was struggling the water to stay alive.
What a hope, my soul began to revive.
I ran to get it before it drowns.
But was hindered by the force of the unknown,
and on the ground I was thrown.
Suddenly, a hurricane out of the water came.
Then, a pure white cloud it became.
It was turned to a wonderful dove.
"Fly dove don't look around,
Soar over the ninth cloud"
With joy spread my hands in the wind.
"Oh, it is a new beginning"
and around myself I was spinning.
The cold wind is now turning to a beautiful fresh breeze,
Flirting with my hair and flees.
Hey, the prince of the day got back his throne.
His golden rays on the sand shone.
The smell of the sea perfumed my clothes.
For a moment I felt to heaven I was close.
So, the land of the Brokenhearted became the land of Providence
that rescued me from an Anonymous.[/eng]
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