My Love Will Remain Fresh
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Anil Kumar Panda
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And who will be there
When I will lay lifeless
In the cold floor of my den
And who will hold my hand
When I will no longer breathe
And I will turn into a dead man
And who will be there
When I will stop singing
And my voice will fall silent
Leaving you I will go away
But my raw love for you will
Remain always fresh and vibrant
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