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Þar sem enginn þekkir mann, þar er gott að vera

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No golden Sun

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I feel incapable of finding love

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Not connected.

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Crossing this river (...undercurrent)

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Made of air (...made of metal)

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Alicia broke his dollhouse (or she felt desired)

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Nothing is sacred (or maybe we’ll find it)

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Martyr (or being sick)

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"i can't avoid loneliness, 'cause i like it“

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“Cathedral of Tears”

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“Soy un cuadro de tristeza”