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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430953" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I'll Be Back</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Messages come, and make us suffer<br>A letter comes, and keeps on asking…<br>When are you coming? <br>When are you coming? <br>Write me when you're coming home<br>Without you this house is empty</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The one's I trust<br>A form of rose<br>Has written me this letter<br>And has asked me<br>Someone's breaths, Someone's heartbeat<br>Someone's desires, Someone's smile<br>Someone's dull mornings, sleepy evenings<br>Lonely nights, unsaid words<br>Longing arms<br>And have asked her<br>Longing eyes<br>That...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When are you coming? <br>When are you coming? <br>Write me when you're coming home<br>Without you this house is empty</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The ones with love<br>My best friends<br>Have wrote and asked me<br>My village, my people<br>Old trees, White clouds<br>Green grass, my soil<br>My celebrations, my religion<br>My farms, my land<br>My parents and<br>My wife has asked</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When are you coming? <br>When are you coming? <br>Write me when you're coming home<br>Without you this country is lonely and empty</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes a motherly river's letter comes by<br>And brings along<br>My childhood days, my games in the backyard<br>My mother's support, being protected<br>My mother's lullaby, the softness of her hands<br>The desire in the eyes, the worries in her words<br>Hard on the outside, Lovely from the inside<br>Acts my mom<br>And asks me in each letter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When are you coming? <br>When are you coming? <br>Write me when you're coming home<br>Without you my lap is empty</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hey the passing wind tell me<br>Will u please do a little favor for me? <br>Go to my state and salute to my friends<br>In that state there's a road<br>Where my wife and kids live<br>Just tell them that I love them<br>Just tell them that I love them<br>Further down that road<br>Is my old mother<br>Just touch her feet and <br>Say my name in her ear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hey the passing wind<br>Just to my friends<br>My wife and kids, <br>And my old mother<br>Send them this message<br>And tell them that…<br>I will come home<br>I will come home<br>The promise I made to…<br>My soil<br>To its colorful nature<br>To my mother lap<br>To my blossomed flowers<br>And to someone's heart…<br>I will fulfill it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I will come back one day <br>This war will be over one day<br>I will come back one day<br>This war will be over one day<br>I will come back one day<br>This war will be over one day<br>I will come back one day<br>This war will be over one day<br>I will come back one day<br>This war will be over one day</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kiara+Davar">Kiara Davar</a><div class=q>
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A letter comes, and keeps on asking…
When are you coming? 
When are you coming? 
Write me when you're coming home
Without you this house is empty

The one's I trust
A form of rose
Has written me this letter
And ..."></div>
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