When they met, tears fell
What traps then we began to remember
Everything about my childhood was ruined
Game when young
I became accustomed to embarrassment all the time
They could not even dream
The father of the bride left the country
Confused then such a life of his own
It rained in every memory
Childhood was very beautiful and we were good
Pray but then all the indifference disappeared
Never in this canopy of memories
Many times life took its toll.
The effect of love is not to be misunderstood
He will change his ways, don't be misunderstood
Give him comfort too, maybe I'll come back
But also, don't get me wrong
It was yours, I am yours, I will be yours
Don't get me wrong
The illusion of love is broken, now you are crying secretly
I told you not to be misunderstood
Timur will save you from the scorching sun of the desert
Don't be in the shadow of someone's memory, misunderstanding; '
Memories of childhood friendship is good, especially when you grow up and still rolling with them.
Nice one
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Thank you for your positive comment.
You are saying right that memories of childhood friendship is good.
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