Oh, my school friends,
I miss you very much
I miss the good old days
When we ran in empty classrooms
Revelling at our jolly ways
We are now far away from each other
Life took turns and tore us apart
But we remember each other
One is the soul, and one, the heart
Oh, my friends, on platforms strange
I miss you very much–Yes I Do
When a train that reaches late
I curse it as I cursed you
And when some old mate pings me now
I tell him–yes, the next Sunday
What if (with Glee!), my weakly heart
Explodes when I am on my way?
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