There were days of rejoice

When we made lots of fun and noise.

That time was really nice,

when our spirits flew high as kites.

But now i’m left with no choice,

as my friends have gone away.

We all were like brothers,

joking and laughing with each other,

we were very close to one another,

we never got hot or hyper,

but now everyone merely bothers,

as my friends have gone away.

Now my only freind is my shadow,

as i’m left alone with my sorrow.

Now there’s no lending or borrow,

so life has become very slow and boro,

As if i’m a pigeon or sparrow.

My spirits have become very narrow,

as my friends have gone away.