We just like suite of tone scales
Which carve in music sheet
We just like bounce of song’s rhythm
Shaping the most beautiful harmony
We just like incision of colours
Painted in fantasy
Seven even more
Bright in love
Friends, a word that has no meaning
Stream down like a river which wants to orifice to the ocean
Everymoment that we have passed together is like gold in the earth’s womb
And finally graved by the time
Friends,
I miss you all
Those just remain
Which carve in music sheet
We just like bounce of song’s rhythm
Shaping the most beautiful harmony
We just like incision of colours
Painted in fantasy
Seven even more
Bright in love
Friends, a word that has no meaning
Stream down like a river which wants to orifice to the ocean
Everymoment that we have passed together is like gold in the earth’s womb
And finally graved by the time
Friends,
I miss you all
Those just remain
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