The roaring waterfall has come to a deep still
The spring of life has fast turned into a desert
My other half is paralyzed, I can't feel my other half
I remember That red letter day! That red letter day!
Your blood stream is steadily not flowing
There is noise everywhere, but not to your hearing
I was fortunate to find you, but lost you unfortunately
There is no sign of you, all I'm left with are memories
What is happiness without the one who makes you happy?
I know you are my shadow, always with me
You are now 30th February; no more exists in our pretty gallery
But till we meet in the heavens above, I'll keep you in a special part
of my heart
All the time, I think of that red letter day! That red letter day!
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