Oh it's a sin to go away Maybe I'll
return I will
When I turn my head I saw the lights
That disappeared behind the trees Then
I saw the moon It was the same I started
to cry hiding my face
Then I took the bread She cooked
for me She said my son come back to me Take
my picture and remember this Those times
have gone Don't cry for me
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