It's felt as more than year ago, Again, again without you. Like times before is no snow. Just now and without news. In that sad time I can't to see you, But always heard you lovely voice. And having been misunderstanding I lived with no making choice. Today again without you. Today and no in your heart. I can't to ask and I can't guess. The life with love was as an art. Without you life lose a color, Life lose a sense and lose a sound, And music plays too far away, As if the world goes around... | 
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