I must go but I stopped,
Tell me how, tell me what.
What I shouldn't looking for?
Tell you'r friend of me or more
Nothing to regret at all
I am raising after fall
If you' spark up i won't bore
You will make me ask for more
Friends will stay are friends forever
Эта истина не нОва
This is trufh but nothing new
What is new is I love you.
Ravel thing of lot of ends
Soul turns to bleeding sore
I'm afraid that we are friends
Till I ask you for some more.
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