### 🎵 **My Dear Friend** My dear and precious friend, We changed our paths together, Building our lives far from home, Where unfamiliar faces waited for us. But we kept our memories in our hearts — The years fly by, the minutes disappear, Yet the longing for our past still lives. Do you remember our late-night gatherings, With a bottle of vodka until dawn? We laughed and knew no sorrow, And life seemed so simple then. My dear friend, Through all these years, the memories remain. Only the sound of church bells Reminds us of our native land. And the ringing of the old clock Seems to give us more time, While testing the strength of our friendship. My dear friend, Through all these years, the memories remain. Only the sound of church bells Reminds us of our native land. And the ringing of the old clock Seems to give us more time, While testing the strength of our friendship. 🔔❤️


