02 outubro 2011
Sugar...
I am a man of constant sorrow.
I've seen trouble all my days.
I don't know how to change that.
And I'll always share pain with all my thoughts.
So don't expect for a better man.
'Cause I'm just a face in the crowd.
And I'm just a grey sad stain.
Nevertheless, I am wiser somehow.
And now I know the truth.
The truth that I perhaps didn't tell you.
Loving me ends tragically.
I'm sorry, I guess...
It was never my intention to be a dead soul.
A lost mind. A waste of time.
But somewhere beyond happiness and sadness.
I will find you, my bitter-sweet.
And I will going back to my real place.
Beside you...
But even looking for this ending scene.
I know that perhaps I'll take the next train.
'Cause someday you'll realize...
Someday you'll find your own way.
Without my insignificance.
Without my sad smile.
Without me.
I'm sorry, I guess...
This is who I really am.
A man of constant sorrow.
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