As We Go.
As we grow older.
Life takes us to the battlefield
Where we have to combat to survive.
As we go through life
The harder the wind blows
The tougher the weather gets.
Life is an adventure
That will approach an end.
Only when our spirit has faded away.
Life is a journey, full of sad songs.
Everyday a new song of life, that having no rhytm.
Everyday a new challenge, making us sweat.
Life strongly disappoints
When our effort have been fully dedtroyed.
And turned into ashes.
we go
Holding our noses, to drink smelly water.
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