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I remember walking in the fields around YorkMiserereOh miserereI remember sitting in a small room in LondonMiserereAnd I remember thinkingMiserereMiserereI was sadMiserereMiserereThis was the stage of building brokengodsOh miserereMiserereThis was the stage of reading the blackbooksMiserereMiserereAmd possibly I rented my soulPossiblyOh, but anywayMiserereMiserereMiserereMiserereLossLossLetras de cancionesAnd if so I ask for pardonAnd if notI ask for pardon, anywayI have seen this world as a great howl of painI have seen this world as a great ocean of bloodI have seen this world as the acme of sufferingI have seen this world as the great disappointmentI have seen this world as the great zero gapeIn which all our hopes flicker outGoodbye they say as they goGoodbye they cry loss fliesMoonlight, you will say'And what does it matter whether Godspeaks to us from amongst the thornsor the flowers?'But still and still He shrieks to me'Miserere miserere miserere miserere miserere'Oh, wretchedOh miserereMoonlight, you will sayMoonlight, you will say From Letras Mania