Walking on warm streets, day by day
I peek over the highs and lows
Forgiving yesterday and living today
Living today over dying tomorrow
I’ve been there looking at the world, alone
I’ve done that, living on my own
After yearning days and nights, I realize
Life seems better with you
Birds on the trees making a nest
A brave struggle, a home to rest
Guts in the soul to keep
Voices I miss sometimes
I’ve seen the bitter side
I’ve seen the shiner side
Going through all of this
Life seems better with you
The beauty is eternal demon
Why it should be perceive better than
The beauty remains, oh Uremia
Traveling in a time machine
It should be better when it’s gone
It should be yours when I am gone! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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