My Little One
Don't rush in
Your time will come
Do not pick
The fruit still young
Tarry here
And sing the lullaby we used to sang
Heed my dear
You still don't know the gap of yin and yang
The flesh of my flesh
Your pain is my pain
You're still so little
Still easy to catch a cold in the rain
Life is not
As simple as you know
Do not run
Wait till your feet grow
The flesh of my flesh
Your pain is my pain
You're still so little
Still easy to catch a cold in the rain.
Don't rush in
Your time will come
Heed my dear
My little one
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