The clock is ticking, half the life has gone by,
and I'm wondering will I have any regrets the day I die.
Will I be able to love again, I think as on my bed I lie,
I long for an embrace, and an answer to this question -Why,
whenever I try to smile,
a tear leaves my eye...
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