O youth, went to my hand, in the blood of the young Youth, where did you why did I go to you The sadness of old, the long, the long, the defeat of the day , and the night I do not know what I am Young Cho You went to my hand I didnt see a profit from a young man or the result of a young man s life. Life What a result of life far from your youth I gave this heart to because Joim from my hopes where do you, where are you
If you dont, read with burning and hot separation.
