Oh my friends, how I miss your smiles
in evenings when moods grow low.
And my conscience is pointing at the door
and who knows
when it's time to go ?
And oh my love, what have we become
a silly excuse for...
Love or whatever remains of it...
time to go.
Time to got to places I always dreamt of going to
but not with you,
not with you.
And in the end, what else does remain
but saying : goodbye, God bless.
And whatever you do, do it well
and who knows
someday
it's time to say hello,
again.
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