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Memories
In the moments of silence,
while I past these trees on a foreign land,
The music of reminiscence plays into my head,
and pours the memories of joy and jolliness,
of the the moments and times I had with you.
'Near or far wherever...
while I past these trees on a foreign land,
The music of reminiscence plays into my head,
and pours the memories of joy and jolliness,
of the the moments and times I had with you.
'Near or far wherever...
