Lovely life was back when you came back.
After depression, faces rarely smile.
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There are many things which are far from us now
Try to recall a few of them
Tell me what you remember of our life
Is time blurred with dust?
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Your Attendance
Lovely life was back when you came back.
After depression, faces rarely smile.
Even the pale faces of grief
It's become bless, and be chant.
When the night behold you in our land
Its stars are descended to salutation.
Your breath is marvelous perfume
And the fragrances of lavender are infatuated,
Roses steal its color from your cheeks
A charming flower
In its odorous
The brewed perfume
When you croon, the strings are boredom the lute
It's became, dumb and inanimate.
Your words are sung with convection
And never stops at all.
The bough jealous from your bough pleasant mystery
I wonder how an angel
Wander in a garden
Who bewitch any being
Now, you preferred the communion instead of farness.
The communion is a treatment to my disease.
To end my yearning
I entreat to get your gratification.