I say hey... what's going on

Ohh Goodness!

I'm complety flattered by the way my life

gets much easier just because of my youth...

As I am still in the best years of my existence

It worths the worry the thought that nothing lasts forever

And every day I get closer to my death!

Oh Lord!

Please come back before my skin starts getting older

and before the time people stop laughing at me on the streets

Yet, convince me that all of these struggle and faith

are not a gift from these early years of hapiness

How long I spent worring 'bout how they think of me!

But I just do not worry anymore

Please!

Don't allow him closing my eyes...