Strange, how the years go so fast
and day by day , we grow older
that we remember al last
the days when we were so much younger.
Strange, that you still feel the pain
of given birth to a child
and the pain remain
even when the child, has grown to be a man.
Strange, is live in itself
why, we are born, we ask
why, and what is our task
will our live repeat itself?
Strange, is the true love
common the word of sex
and that only vieuw men
knows the real and true love. |
