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Mi Último Adiós
Mi Último Adiós
Were to see you one day, jewel of the sea of the Orient,
And with my clamor behind, towards the sky may they turn pure;
For our poor mothers who in their grief and bitterness cry,
And for yourself pray that your final redemption you’ll see.
And there, alone, only those who have gone remain in vigil,
Disturb not their rest, nor the mystery,
Where faith doesn’t kill, where the one who reigns is God.