One fine evening,
While I was walking,
I met you my friend.
Thoughts of those
Sweet memories are
Still spreading its fragrance.
I used to wait
Even until night
With sweet dreams in my eyes.
You made this thunder,
To become others wonder
By your soft, tender words.
Though the world became dark
There was always a mark
Of brightness because of you.
All of a sudden
I felt losing the heaven
As you left me that day.
But still I'm having hope
That you will come to me
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