*We will meet again*
Unhappiness, with crying eyes
now the mournful days have started
having given 'all' to his Love
and now she has gone, he's brokenhearted.
Painful thoughts bring sleepless nights
pensive tears are streaming.
In love so deeply, but now so blue
nostalgic dreams he is dreaming.
Each cherished friend can understand
sympathetic words they send
saying 'Heaven waiteth at the end'
*We will meet again*
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