Many things have happened,
and many things have changed,
No matter how much I wish it so,
Nothing can be rearranged.
It matters little, the time gone by,
It never made my feelings change,
They never went weak or faded away.
Everything, my life, would I exchange.
For one more night, together with you,
I'd trade my soul, if you'd arrange,
Your love once true, and passion too,
And I'd die to think, it stayed unchanged.
We went our ways, and lived apart,
Yet I continued to scoured the range,
To beg you back, a new life to start,
And begin anew, no longer estranged.
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