Kids, kids
The sweetness of its life
All the buds of its garden of reconciliation
They dont come from the branches.
Kids, kids
They love happiness very much
Flowers of grudge dont plant
Dont read them to see them sad
Life has its twists and turns every moment
Its happy، its sad، its sad.
Dont see them through their eyes
Life has its twists and turns every moment
Its happy، its sad، its sad.
Dont see them through their eyes
If you reconcile, if you are angry.
If you drink, if you drink poison
Its all part of life
Its a time of joy and purity
The time for sorrows has passed
This is the mystery of its survival
Children are the mirror of its life
Children are the mirror of its life
