See flee the horizon as a bright cloud,
The happiness we seek and that we follow in vain;
Regrets in regret, mirage mirage,
Slowly continue its painful path;
Often discouraged, take a envious eye
Towards evening of rest, promised to the pilgrim;
Suffer, always suffer! such is our destiny
In this sad desert called life.
The happiness we seek and that we follow in vain;
Regrets in regret, mirage mirage,
Slowly continue its painful path;
Often discouraged, take a envious eye
Towards evening of rest, promised to the pilgrim;
Suffer, always suffer! such is our destiny
In this sad desert called life.





