There was girl in white dress,
Who was running away through my eyes,
I can see tears are falling from your eyes,
I'm trying to chase you,
You're running and running,
Wolves are howling in the jungle,
But, I'm not afraid of chasing you,
And I believe, you won't allow me,
to chase you before I die!
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