Aurevoir, my friend and see you soon?
My love, you stay forever in my soul.
We have to part under this moon
To have a chance to see each one tomorrow.
Aurevoir, without word and hand my friend,
And don’t cry and don’t be in sorrow.
That’s not so new – life always comes to end,
To live – not newer, but I won’t ask to follow.
Aurevoir
© Copyright: Ника Павлович, 2005
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