We are worried about what to do tomorrow under this heavy burden, what to do with my life, my day, the seconds that are not mine, you want the fire that is not in my soul, you want the fire that is not in my soul, you want to pre-sell my day, my heart is awake, my heart is old, I have forgotten it, I have nothing in my hand to offer you , what can I do, there is no air to refresh my heart,
my intention was not to hurt my sex. It was not suitable for the market, my sex was made of dirt and my heart was more earthy than mine, my soul was more complaining than me, my sex was more than the color of gold, and not of gold, my heart was afflicted with calamity and deserved calamity.
