How indifferent we are today!
That a day we were one,
seems to be a dream.
I colored myself in your like,
you took on the colors of my imagination.
Now with a shroud on me I lie
in the coffin of our heart.
That a day we were one,
seems to be a dream.
I colored myself in your like,
you took on the colors of my imagination.
Now with a shroud on me I lie
in the coffin of our heart.
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