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The day passed, the storm suddenly raced,
And very lonely in my empty apartment.
But the knock on the door, of course - you, my friend,
I'll meet you, flinging arms wide.
With you through so much we had to go through,
Always we fed each other a hand.
And, no matter what occurred on the way,
All the difficulties you overcame.
Today, I want to thank,
Their fate because somehow suddenly,
You she could give me,
Well, you - the bow, my good friend!
Lyrics to the day of friends
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About her and compose legends for centuries,
And the words she devoted so beautiful.
But, my friend, I tell you between us,
With her are familiar for a long time.
We stand united, with you side by side,
We were never nothing to fear.
And in the jungle and in the world of concrete boxes,
Behaved with dignity without falling down the face in the dirt.
Thank you - my friend, over the years,
And then we go through life together,
Let us side passes over adversity,
We are together! We - the power! My friend and I together!
Author Sergey Botezat
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About friendship write all poets -
About her beautiful words.
And many of her songs sung,
After all, only she is always alive.
It will support and help,
And gently take the hand,
And, once again without disturbing,
From all the problems will save.
Thank you, my friend, your friendship,
With every day that many years,
Quietly you lead by the hand
Once again, sharing hundreds of ills.
Beautiful poem about friendship
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For centuries kept the legend
On Friendship many kind words.
After all the beautiful moments
A true friend is willing to give.
I know what friendship.
The international day of it,
I want to say to your friend,
Thank you my warm.
For warmth, for understanding,
And for the support of every day.
My friend, your soul radiance
Runs away any shadow.
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Friendship has a bright power
Bind together all those
Who will share the sincere and happiness,
And the great sorrow of life milestones.
Loneliness will adorn its light,
And the sun will share in the soul.
Will the secret revelation,
Spark beautiful in turn.
Bright iris pass through life
And the dew will be a hot day,
And stripped away the bad thoughts,
The dark shadow of dusk and night.
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