No Promises For the Living
Compelling the youth to act in obedience
Is like expecting a fly and a frog to be friends,
The value of life now ignored more than ever,
The true value of the happiness of the youthful river
Adventure my friends will come to release us all,
From the harsh realities that plague us with Death's call,
Can we take our time not rushing into stern extremes,
And at least create an environment of joy and pristine scenes?
For how short youthful life has now become,
For everyone who has obligations that cannot be gone,
We have to live my friends,
Remember how to live before it ends.
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