One day when I went to the movie
I met a guy who is good and humble.
He is thoughtful of mind and soul.
His look reflect of what he is -
To me - he is just so nice.
A best friend I could recall.
Man who is strong and gentle.
His careses remind me - -
A true brother of my own.
His advices were treasure to me,
That in my heart would remain.
Even wide land and seas depart us -
Still you live in my mind forever.
For you cheer me in my moment of despair.
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Yes! it's so easy to say such;
To utter words of nonsense,
That will stay not only now but lasting.
How I wish he'll stay as he is forever.
A friend who misunderstood me never.
Not to put me in harm -
Yet - for me he cares.
Alas! ! - he will not stay longer.
For he is sent for a mission elsewhere.
To fight the unkind insurgents somewhere.
He leaves everything even parents and lover.
Yet - we are so lucky to know each other.
Hope he'll find a woman with character and sincere,
That is, to the Lord my prayer.
Now that you appear oncemore.
In that same moviehouse once met,
I realize between happiness and sorrows.
Because I live not for the past -
But for the present - - -
Full of laughter and giggle,
It's because I can feel the thrill.
Don't you know that I've been missing you?
Words are not enough to say - -
How much you really missed.
You might won't believe,
Happines is non-sense without you.
Trying to ignore my feelings,
But my heart prevails.
Wanting to see your face again.
When am alone in my exile,
No one could have me to inspire.
What I do wish and desire.
This thought of you - - and your smile.
When I'm mad and rage with anger.
This heart is weak and eyes with tears.
Again - you are here to cheer me up.
I can't forget what you've said . . .
Don't ever remember what I did.
I can remember only you - -
Of a brother - - a lover perhaps . . .
The gifts you bring - - - -
To quench my longing.
When you bid goodbye again.
I pray to bless you then,
To fight and defend for your country,
Is an honor - - not to betray.
To protect the opressed and the poor.
Are always your pleasure
The whole life you devote.
I met a guy who is good and humble.
He is thoughtful of mind and soul.
His look reflect of what he is -
To me - he is just so nice.
A best friend I could recall.
Man who is strong and gentle.
His careses remind me - -
A true brother of my own.
His advices were treasure to me,
That in my heart would remain.
Even wide land and seas depart us -
Still you live in my mind forever.
For you cheer me in my moment of despair.
br />
Yes! it's so easy to say such;
To utter words of nonsense,
That will stay not only now but lasting.
How I wish he'll stay as he is forever.
A friend who misunderstood me never.
Not to put me in harm -
Yet - for me he cares.
Alas! ! - he will not stay longer.
For he is sent for a mission elsewhere.
To fight the unkind insurgents somewhere.
He leaves everything even parents and lover.
Yet - we are so lucky to know each other.
Hope he'll find a woman with character and sincere,
That is, to the Lord my prayer.
Now that you appear oncemore.
In that same moviehouse once met,
I realize between happiness and sorrows.
Because I live not for the past -
But for the present - - -
Full of laughter and giggle,
It's because I can feel the thrill.
Don't you know that I've been missing you?
Words are not enough to say - -
How much you really missed.
You might won't believe,
Happines is non-sense without you.
Trying to ignore my feelings,
But my heart prevails.
Wanting to see your face again.
When am alone in my exile,
No one could have me to inspire.
What I do wish and desire.
This thought of you - - and your smile.
When I'm mad and rage with anger.
This heart is weak and eyes with tears.
Again - you are here to cheer me up.
I can't forget what you've said . . .
Don't ever remember what I did.
I can remember only you - -
Of a brother - - a lover perhaps . . .
The gifts you bring - - - -
To quench my longing.
When you bid goodbye again.
I pray to bless you then,
To fight and defend for your country,
Is an honor - - not to betray.
To protect the opressed and the poor.
Are always your pleasure
The whole life you devote.
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