Old days like flowers, yes
beautiful flowers
Memories that can’t be erase
Days of fun that will ever
stand time twice
Moonlight tales told all day
Leaving minds full of lovely
tales of real art
One can’t forget in a hurry
As we wake yet another day to
play wrights
Play in the mud and in the
rain
Whistling voices we hear in
nearby tap trap.
Thousand years will come and
go
The present days will always come
without hope
Corruption create loopholes
No protection for the young
not even the old
Strange stories we are told
Naked wire we are given as
trust to hold
Losing our young ones in cold
Love that exist between people
no longer shows
It is bizarre nothing to call
our own
The future is a total glance
of catalyst to behold.
We can only go back to hope
What we need is to retrace our
home or route
When everyone’s concern is to
serve
In a place of honor to behold
a royal throne
No matter how beautiful our
house
Love is the only element that
can make it a home
The light we need is a unified
heart
The civilization we need is
for everyone to bow to one throne
In our heart this we know
Ancient days will ever reign
in our memory like a ghost
Those days can never be
replaced, don’t try
Old days like flowers, yes
beautiful flowers
Memories that can’t be erase
Days of fun that will ever
stand time twice.