I'll see you again. When ever spring breaks through again. Time may lie heavy between. But what has been. is past forgetting. This sweet memory. Across the years.
I'll see you again. When ever spring breaks through again. Time may lie heavy between. But what has been. is past forgetting. This sweet memory. Across the years.
I'll follow my secret heart. My whole life through. I'll keep all my dreams apart. Till one comes true. No matter what price is paid. What stars may fade above.
Verse 1. . The India that one read about. And may have been misled about. In one respect has kept itself intact.. Though 'Pukka Sahib' traditions may have cracked.
I'll see you again. Whenever spring breaks through again. Time may lay heavy between. But what is mean. Is past forgetting. This sweet memory. Across the years.
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