@Sizan200 22 October 2020

I want to live

Let's open the window He's a quiet young man in the neighborhood Stand the whole part of the rally They're starting with the lightning eyes Cleaned hands first He's running from the bottom of the chest I want to live I want to live I want to live I heard that woman in that molding house Sometimes it's a letter to anyone who wrote From life to poem. No rice, young man Can't get he's a dream girl Life might be his different So it's going and telling the heart from the deep I want to live I want to live I want to live Sometimes the wet grape of the morning If it were to walk on a gentle foot The black and white sari fell Sleeping is a strange woman Sur.ru, a protest of Abinashi poem Life might be his different So it's going and telling the heart from the deep I want to live I want to live. I want to live