独在异乡为异客，旧情依在难割舍。
不知你的吉他还重吗？梦还在吗？唯有一封信，谱你一首歌。
老朋友，生日快乐！
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To Mercyman:
Dear friend, it's been a long time.
Now I'm writing to you again
to simply tell you that
our friendship hasn't come to an end.
We met each other
and fought shoulder to shoulder
in that almost secluded world of wonder.
We had faith and power
and aimed to rescue whoever had suffered.
While I am writing you this letter,
all I hear is Tagore and his beautiful words.
It says gently to my ears:
'Once we dreamt that we were strangers,we wake up to find that
we were dear to each other.'
God, it suits me now so well,
that it cannot be any better
forever and ever.
Yes friend,
that was the good old days I remembered.
But all of a sudden,
the game had changed as
something bad happened.
We were no heroes with no strength,
and we had lost contact then.
I had yearned for your return ever since.
Now is when
I need to write to you again
on your very big event.
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