I Thaught taht would be a jourey
Bu then i understood that not
Understood that not

I take all the bags on my back
And then cry out to my lord
Cry out to my God

Oh, Lord, I want to get home
I don't want to stay here anymore
Caus I know that somebody is waiting for me

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