You could make me smile
Present a rays of sunlight
That warm the hearth
In one way or the other
You could make me touched
Like the soft wind at noon
Blows the acacia leaves
In one way or the other
You could move my hearth
Even with a few words
that arouse new understanding
And among other things
I want to tell you
Friend………
What a treasure you are for me
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