:I'll die:

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Spare moments, spare moments
are walking here and there
Nervous hearts
are saying that without you
I will die, I will die

Any vein in my heart
beats in a way, as if it is a current
Your breathes
wake me up, without you
I will die, I will die

disentangle the knots, what is living without you
tell me, tell me
disentangle the knots, what is living without you
come here, come here, come here
come here, come here, come here

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