I always read a book
A book about memories
Memories which I always
Want to return it back
To my lonely, gloomy heart
Sadly, unfairly
Someone stole it
Right in front of me
In front of my naked eyes
A tear fell down
But... No one wipes it away
With it I feel apart
With out it I feel one heart
But a flame of happiness
Glowed in the lake of darkness
And it was hope
Hope, you will help me
Get through my sad life
To make it happy
To make It smile
To make it mine
With all my love I will give I to you
And I will wipe all my sad memories
And replace it with happy ones
With you
I will be born again
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