I can not live in this city,
All days are boring for me,
Because, my life is not pretty,
When you do not come university.
The day is tiresome as age,
I feel as if in the cage,
For me friends are strange,
When you do not come university.
But I do not know this case,
My eyes look for your face,
I am not happy in this place,
When you do not come university.
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