Gloomy 2010 is vanishing in the layers of past,
O God! Not to show again these sad cast,
Moving on the ground, feet become red;
Where aching head of people has no comfort,
And people are grey before time and appearance dead.
O My dear Nation! O 2010! O Life! O Time!
On whose last steps I pass without rhyme,
Shivering at that where I had stood before;
When will return the glory of your prime?
No more -Oh, never more!
Out of the day and night
All the joys have vanished out of sight:
Fresh spring, warm summer, and happy winters door,
Move my faint heart with grief, and without light
Repeat 2010- No more -Oh, never more!
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