MYITAN SHANKAR RAMKHAND, GLORIA
My dear friend is far away
In the cold cold under the sun
I miss him who gives me that warmth
It's always good to end the hell
But I miss him who gives me
that warmth
It's always good to end the hell
I hold him in my arms and I don't know what to give him
I want to hug him
How difficult it is to live without him
La la la la la la la
I miss him who gives me that happiness
I miss my lover and my mother
I miss him who gives me that happiness
I
miss my lover and my mother
foreign
whack-a-f Enemy