When the color of leaves is changing
When the sun like a magic set up every day
When growing up your hair every second
When your heart pounds to live for you, hey
And you;
Don’t care for them;
Changes colour of the leaves and hairs
sunset, and something
inside of you.
Come to sing for dental worm
All of Hitlers are waiting for this.
Come in peace for white hair
All of us are going to die.
So why war?
Why cryng?
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