My God,
Am I,
Am I here to see,
See Spain as thus,
Corpses being bundled and taken away,
Ambulances waiting for
The patients to be admitted,
To be taken away,
But how,
How to bear the load,
My Lord,
Lord,
It is agonizing, anguishing
To see
So many seriously ill,
Affected with
To survive the infection?
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