Every piece of parchment
That you have sent to me
Is engraved forever
In my memory…
When my days are lonely
And I can’t stand the pain,
Your words of love are soothing,
They fall like gentle rain.
Like bouquets of rainbows
Each day of joy I knew
Forever is bound together
With memories of you.
And when the dream is over,
I'll grow wings to fly
Over dreams and rainbows,
For that’s the day I’ll die…
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