Young and carefree love pure white
The afternoon wind was brisk
Dream to warm the future
We can't separate
Dream in my childhood
Although the existence of small
But not with the waves into the sea
The flowers are waiting for us
Growing up young and bruised
We're all the same
The desire to cross fingers
Don't forget what you said
Growing up young and bruised
We're all the same
No regrets left
It's the way we smile
Life with love slow down
The moon is shining outside the window
We look up at the stars and imagine the future
Absolutely wonderful
There is an accident called love
We finally understood
Happiness is naturally arranged
Fall down and start over
Growing up young and bruised
We're all the same
We were born romantic
Life is waiting for light
Growing up young and bruised
We're all the same
I'm not afraid of getting hurt
The sweet burden is frustration
Growing up young and bruised
We're all the same
We were born romantic
Life is waiting for light
Growing up young and bruised
We're all the same
I'm not afraid of getting hurt
Frustration is a sweet burden
Frustration is a sweet burden
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