When the birds chirps
And the wind blows
Our journey is begin
We have our own favourite taste
Milk, chocolate, strawberry
Just choose which you want
Just like that
We choose our own path
We are different
Not just I, you, he and she
We are all different
We have our own taste
I choose milk
You want chocolate
He wants strawberry
She wants all
We walk on our own path
But that's not the reason
Fir us to separate
Promise...promise...
That we'll support each other
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