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Since you went away
The wind is not fresh - 
during the day
 It ceases to blow
This is as I stand now
From the abyss of my life
You betrayed me
And you chose your old love
Due to my great love to you 
I have no other choice
I can only say good-bye and wish you happiness
Even though my wounded heart pushes me along
In no case I want a "War of the Roses"
How can I mend a broken heart
Majesty will triumph over all
My pain will  be melt- you never felt
All my tears - that I have to bear
Just because my love is too great to you(1)
(1) Trích từ truyện ngắn 
GIẢI THƯỞNG NOBEL BỊ ĐÁNH RƠI  - cùng một tác giả
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