Sunshine, beaches, endless summer days Adventures and holidays together Friends guitars and beaten up old cars Staying up all night just for fun See the morning come At our table there's an empty chair Never again will you walk through my door Too late for farewells or a last goodbye One day your smile lit the world And then it's gone And everywhere I go There's something that reminds me of you So many pass beyond the grave before their time Our tears like rivers flow and fill the damns of grief Then slowly slowly we begin to live again A different life, no t like the Days of Old Your memory stirs me on to better things Oh my God where are you now Do you see my tears? Have you heard my cry? I do not run this race alone This long dark night shall pass Your mercy come like the dawn And everywhere I go There's something that reminds me of you And everywhere I go There's something that reminds me of you And everywhere I go There's something that reminds me of you In the Days of Old Sunshine, beaches, endless summer days Adventures and holidays together Friends guitars and beaten up old cars Staying up all night just for fun See the morning come At our table there's an empty chair Never again will you walk through my door Too late for farewells or a last goodbye One day your smile lit the world And then it's gone And everywhere I go There's something that reminds me of you So many pass beyond the grave before their time Our tears like rivers flow and fill the damns of grief Then slowly slowly we begin to live again A different life, not like the Days of Old Your memory stirs me on to better things Oh my God where are you now Do you see my tears? Have you heard my cry? I do not run this race alone This long dark night shall pass Your mercy come like the dawn And everywhere I go There's something that reminds me of you And everywhere I go There's something that reminds me of you And everywhere I go There's something that reminds me of youإذ تواضع شعبي Мəзмур 121 يا إلهي يا حبيبي Tuhan, Tinggallah Beserta Umatmu A MAN A SUNG bḥb yạrby bldy An Chisʋs ʋt ʋba yakni Anges du Très-Haut Когда я в скорби Стройно следваме във боя
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