Miss My Friends

When I open my childhood anecdote 

Miss some friends 

When I think of the past 

Miss some friends

Don't know, now in which city

They inhabited by usance

If I wake up late at night

Miss some friends

They were like blossoming flowers 

Some accents were like fragrance 

When I saw the memory lane

Miss some friends

Everyone's life had changed

All receded in a new manner 

And now if I think about old things

Miss some friends

We were not connected by blood

But surely share a special bond

Every scene of my life just incomplete without them

I, truly miss my friends