לא עליך המלאכה לגמור, ולא אתה הבן חורין ליבטל ממנה
Sometimes it seems to me that this world is nothing but a beta version of this amazing thing
And while our maker has gone to his next improved version, we are left behind in this Flying Dutchman
Those blessed, cursed humans
You may call them authors, true leaders, kings with no crown or simple human beings
They lived and died here they are always among us - those unsung prophets and dead messiahs
Canto que ha sido valiente
Siempre será canción nueva
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