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Arround the c0rner I have a friend...
In this city that has n0 end...


The days g0 by and week rush 0n...
And bef0re I kn0w, a year has g0ne...


I never see, my 0ld friend's face...
F0r life n0w, has a swift pace...

He kn0ws I like him just as well...
As in the days. when I rang his bell...


In times, we were y0unger when...
But n0w we are busy tired pe0ple...


Tired 0f playing a fo0lish game...
Tired 0f trying to make a name...


Tom0rr0w I say i'll call him...
Just to sh0w that I am thinking 0f him...


But tom0rr0w c0mes and tom0rr0w g0es...


And distance between us gr0ws and gr0ws...
Arr0und the c0rner, yet miles away...


Here's a telegram "Man he died t0day"...
That's what we get and deserve in the end...


Arr0und the c0rner, a vanished freind...