He was in a good mood when he was
The classmates were pretty good,
Today there is no side, so there is no smile, no joy
There is no such thing as a beautiful face.
There is only pain and there is crying
The flood of golden words still floats,
That gave more happiness in the moment of happiness
He's gone too far, he's gone.
The earth of whose words still enlivens me
Whose touch in the dream I become insanely anxious
Today he is not near, so there is no happiness around
There are no people to tell stories, today the mind is not good.
There is busyness all around
There are more violent people constantly moving,
There is wind, there is flowing river, there is sky
There is a country, there are countless helpless people, there are feelings.
Every day some people come to this world and crowd
Without saying anything again, one day I went back and broke everyone's chest
But why so much excitement so organized
What is the need to get dirty in so much depression ?
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