I feel weak
Sick and tired
I have to erase
Little things
That I realize it's precious
Precious that belong to me
The precious things
That all I've got
I have to go further than today
Fly and jump a little bit
Free my little wing
Free my spirit to the air
May the new day be better
Goodbye all the "good for today" and the sorrow
I will raise my head up high
To the spirit I will come
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