My heart, O heedless heart. Dont let you be alone , open your eyes. Look at the young man, I want to be 20 years old, I want to be 30 years old, I want to be this years flower, my heart, my heart is heedless. Dont let yourself be alone , open your eyes. Look at how soon the cold of winter arrives, the snow comes. They cover the flower, there is nothing colored anymore , this white hair of mine is a sign, how many memories of love in this hair of dawn, my heart will fall in love. How much hope is there. The memory of love in this hair of dawn makes my heart fall in love. I just wanted a hope that I am from a country whose garden has flowers and nightingales, to be a happy and a broken fire again, like the days of my youth,
how many memories of love in this hair of the dawn, my heart will fall in love. This is a hope, how many memories of love in this hair of the dawn, my heart will fall in love. This is the hope of my heart, O heedless heart. Dont let you be alone anymore. Open your eyes. Look, Im young, I want to be 20 years old, I want to be 30 years old, I want to be this years flower when its spring.
