Longing has struck us indeed, though it never stroke us before
We ended up yearning for each other, as if the farewell is to be now
It's too early for pain to be revived inside of us by sorrows, it's too early for rimes to be mourned by our nights
We had our good days, filled with serenity and mildness, breathing in the breeze and keeping the company of the precious ones
We won't forget the love, no matter how much it's languished with our condition, and the days that we spent in God's guidance will remain to be the glow of the expectations
Before the farewell there were stars, which disappeared and remained above, today we tried to forget, but the longing has defeated us
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