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Ilmoita käännösongelmasta
A shooting star through night's deep stream,
Or the dawn's first blush, a radiant beam,
Your light, a steadfast, unending theme.
In dreams, we reunite, our past relived,
In laughter's echo, time's touch retrieved,
Your smile, a beacon that once thrived,
Now warms my heart, where solitude's grieved.
Yet harsh reality holds you apart,
Your departure, a whisper, a breaking heart,
Leaves me weeping, lost in part,
A wound unhealed, a pain, a dart.
Rest in peace, dear friend of mine,
In that eternal realm, where stars align,
May our dream-filled hearts entwine,
Until we meet again, in dreams divine.
For one of my best friends xxoo