MY YOUNGMAN TIMES
Today from my window
Creeped away the spring,toward my room
Quiveringly,in a hurry
Nightingale and rose is in a close embrance
My heart fell down the roads again
Going around with free,idle loves
I don't have any intend to become well
every flower must be smelled repletionly
I'm ready,take me,take me and fly
Come and beat me until the morning
I belong to you,take me,steal my heart
Roast me with your sins
Life is short,it must be lived fast
Nevermind,become a subject of gossip
Every fine moment is the profit of the short day
Get free yourself,deceive to the torrent of love
Of course my fever stops one day
I calm down, the ties of my heart
Don't keep on me nowadays
Now,this is my youg man times..
enjoy it
