O friend, do not be afraid of me
We are very old friends
It was the heart that broke
What promises do we keep?
O friend, for your happiness
We will sell out too
O friend, the company is yours
We will win the era
Go now my friend
We tell you all the sorrows
Keep the illusion of my friendship
O friend, remember me
O friend, I miss you in sorrow
Then we started smiling
Your stones are the masts
We began to suffer
I started to miss you
Tears will flow
All the pain in the heart
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enlish poetry