Remember, remember the fifth of November,
There are many signs that are sent from the sky,
Remember, remember the smouldering embers,
The day when you saved me by saying Goodbye,
I needed the only thing you couldn`t give me
Reciprocal feelings and wings making fly,
I tried to hide heart that is obviously grieving,
Your words that were written...They were all a lie...
But I will not blame you, the choice that you made,
Is everything that was determined by Gods,
I know that one day all my feelings will fade,
Becoming another one of my amazing ballads...
Remember, remember the fifth of November...
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