You were few and you left,
They took my heart with them,
Carried away the hours spent together
Our common thoughts and songs.
Sad, gentle, kind, evil,
In youth, we are all a little like that,
There is no hope for your return to me,
Just be with me at the hour of his forgiveness!
He will drop the glass, you will hold that saucer,
You don't understand me, and yet you will understand
Kiss, don't hug, you'll leave anyway.
Though invisible, but be
Forget all insults
The image of a friend will flash in my eyes,
Let the pain of loss in the heart forever subside!
My friends
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