В этот день мне грустно всегда. Мы помним тебя, Джон! 08.12.80. - 08.12.15.

...и солнце продолжает всходить...каждый день...и я говорю себе - "Все хорошо!"

There are places I remember all my life
Though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain

All these places have their moments
Of lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I loved them all

And with all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these mem'ries lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new

And I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I loved you more

John

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R.I.P.