I ran for fun
sweet fantasy
I laughed so hard
let the young life bloom
Walking with my grandfather
I wandered the gardens
I grew up and died
let the young life bloom
Now it’s fun and excitement
laughter is the order of the day
picking flowers. where
let the young life bloom
days spent with youth
they call light loss mine
they say that every minute will not come back
let the young life bloom
in my mother’s arms
on a sweet dream leaf
Bringing happiness with flowers
let the young life bloom
every minute of my youth
a sacred treasure for me
I will remember it for the rest of my life
let the young life bloom
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