Story of life, unfortunately paper remain white
Again and again I try to write
Something of a very common men's story
Who always tells his family, don't worry...
Kids open eyes and chant, my hero
Though pockets count in a big zero
Woman, gay, I have nothing to say
Please do purchase a Moon, demand, they
The man walks out slowly for Moon
Is it possible? The thought troubles soon
He returns late like a thief stealthily
Only the woman waits with the key
You, so late, they went to sleep
Don't trouble with the thought you keep
Everything gets beyond our each, the rate
But the Moon, how do I get?
We are not so lucky for them
Only the love can be their gem
The moon, light of smile on face
The love you can bring in case.
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