At deep of mind some words have gone into hiding
Some words are spoken by singing
I guess I was wrong not presenting you rose flower
I love you so much that can explain never.
Tell me, when this journey will be ended- how long is the sea
He passes life stringing memories whose ever companion is difficulty
I got you but couldn't take hold, now with despair my days are passing
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