My true friends

in #writing7 years ago

My true friends, missing from thy memories
On the day we share
With a million dreams, I am coming toward you
Kuperlihat kan all my treasures

We always argue, we are the greatest
Pride in the beautiful youth
I'm the King of the King kaupun
I'm black kaupun black
The meaning of friends more than just material

Hold of my shoulders, don't ever let go
When my tired tired and cannot shine
Squeeze my wings, never comes off right
When ku wanted to fly fly leave mu

Ku has always boasted of mu, you're always flattering me
Me and you the eternal blood
For the sake of playing together, we will everything
Independent we are, we become independent

We never think of
The tip of this trip
We think it goes without
the tip of this trip