Marvel of youth
Dimple of your face, where are your child's days? Those youthful years, that name, fate and the fame. Ooh! life's nears and dears, all may have away gone. Where is your Barbie doll? Ah, that little swimming pool. And Swan pair they used to sit in meditation on The water's melodic tune, was it an Illusion? To the eye, or just a misunderstanding? Where is the bird of prey? the wolves and Tigers seeking to drive their thirst away, Where is your bamboo flute? Lamb on the leaping Pasture, the night flight, glaring eyes waste away, See behind that trackless path. the wind blows Quite fast, we can't never conceal behind As "How to live your life" is well defined. Where is your marvel of youth? the fever of those Flaming eyes, Oops, how wonder If you had Strived to live for the holy truth, or maintained ties. Where is the splendid Sun? Regent of heaven. Where is the dearie moon? pointing constant...