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When I die, do not weep for me,
nor miss my caresses, nor my kisses,
you have made me suffer enough,
I don't want your prayers, nor your prayers.
No, I don't want tears that cloud the sky,
nor empty words, nor sweet swaying,
I want a free goodbye, without pain or mourning,
that the wind carries echoes of other roads and fills.
I have danced in the sadness of sleepless nights,
memories are shadows that embrace my path,
but in eternity I found a little
peace that in life, sometimes, is offered to me.
When I die, do not weep for me,
This is very sad... sorrowful way to pass on to another side buy with strong conviction toward the malice of the oppressor.