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Before the day, Before the night,
There was an exciting fight,
Fight for freedom, Fight for right
and some there were actual knights
In the inferno of the fight,
A girl, was so cute and so bright,
She wore clothes, neither expensive nor new,
as her feelings were only few
She was as beautiful as a rose,
Or as a lily in a wonderful pose,
As water for a thirst crow,
In the forest that continuously grow.
Will no one tell me why she was sad
May be anything happened very bad
May be her parents left her alone
Or somebody has broken her bone.
Some natural sorrow, loss or pain
That had been or may be again
May be her parents indulge in the fight
That happened before the day , before the night
I stood motionless and still
As she was a beauty's pill
The blur image of her face is still in my brain
Like a beautiful romantic strain.
Feeling of beauty which I felt
Like butter in Sun, my heart melt
Always I remember feeling of her
Like a bird with soft fur.
Before the day, Before the night,
There was an exciting fight,
Fight for freedom, Fight for right
and some there were actual knights
In the inferno of the fight,
A girl, was so cute and so bright,
She wore clothes, neither expensive nor new,
as her feelings were only few
She was as beautiful as a rose,
Or as a lily in a wonderful pose,
As water for a thirst crow,
In the forest that continuously grow.
Will no one tell me why she was sad
May be anything happened very bad
May be her parents left her alone
Or somebody has broken her bone.
Some natural sorrow, loss or pain
That had been or may be again
May be her parents indulge in the fight
That happened before the day , before the night
I stood motionless and still
As she was a beauty's pill
The blur image of her face is still in my brain
Like a beautiful romantic strain.
Feeling of beauty which I felt
Like butter in Sun, my heart melt
Always I remember feeling of her
Like a bird with soft fur.
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