All the thoughts
Tout les choses
Some of my friends
Un part de mes enemies

All these things
Some of my enemies
My faith, my cares
My music and concerns
My choice of government
And my reasons

All would I write
But my pen has run out once
And my mind has gone

And my life
Has no meaning for anyone but me
And the page has run out.

Je femme mes yeux
Pour le dernier
Et je suis mort.

Lyrics submitted by sean7711

Fuerte, Rotunda song meanings
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