Its being long time ago your feelings and sorrows are mine, before the day begins and the day ends,
You and your thoughts are mine,
But when the days goes, its seems like you and me are different,
Your dreams and my dreams are different,
I give you a lot, praise you a lot,
No one understand me,
Now nor you are mine.
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