The
women I had
I
was a fool I was a man
It
had gone in memories
The
good and the bad
The
footprints hold
The
passages of the old
The
women I knew
All
had gone in my sight
Names
ring in echo
In
the mind in the distance
No
chance to meet again
The
separate ways in time
The
local and foreign women
They
were part of my memories
I
was a fool I was a man
Put
my seeds but got it nowhere
The
women I knew
They
are now in memories
In
the far distance I may hear
The
echo of guitar strings
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