She came as a white Angel
with her newborn;
where he latent,
and told to him, “see I keep,
your promise, I had given a combatant”
she wiped her tears,
the memories that fly in feel
He gave a smile in his face
his son is going back,
to preserve the country
their marriage ends on yesterday.
How she tolerate?
She arranged his sack,
he smiles with happy;
he kissed, in her forehead and
left without his eyes.
She wiped her tears,
he will not allow;
the colourful dreams,
came with roofed in tri colour
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