Hey,
As a child with no troubles
Collect as many memories while you may,
Old-time lives on how long your thoughts are flying,
Smile and laugh about the good times today
Because tomorrow you don't know, might be sick and dying.

The higher the sun is getting,
Rapidly its heat is burning
And the nearer it is to its setting,
And quickly is the time running.

Innocent is best at first
When we are young and naive and our blood was warmer,
But the more we survive the worse, and worst
Life tramped upon our souls and destroy the former.

As an Adult,
It's embarrassing how in the midst of plenty of time,
There's barely any time left
Because we are always in a hurry we barely noticed and appreciate our prime.



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