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Man is born to troubleAll the days of his lifeAs the sparks fly upwardFrom bonfires at nightThey fill up the heavensWith pinpoints of lightAnd I've got a hopeThat is not in this worldTime, it is turningLike a plow in the fieldIt roots up the earthAnd what's hidden is revealedSewing the futureWhile the past, it is sealedI've got a hopeThat is not in this worldHalf of the battleIs only with myselfWhile the other halfIs something I can't helpLest I should stumbleI try not to forgetThat every hair is numberedLetras de cancionesEvery footstep, every breathAnd this life that I'm livingIt will not end in deathI've got a hopeThat is not in this worldI've got a hopeThat is not in this world From Letras Mania