Past Memories.
a time when
youth, meaning blood, -
new festivities of creation.
There was a time when
youth, wandering, wandering -
all the hustles of the trampled.
There was a time when
youth was concerned, losing the bond - the
master of all happiness.
There was a time when the
meaning of youth, unbeaten soldier -
creator of the new victories of life war.
There was a time when
youth was not meant to be considered, or hundreds of obstacles to
travel.
There was a time when
yubna means, the god tied - the
charioteer is arrested.
There was a time when the
meaning of youth, the bell shell of the fiddle rule -
Vishnu's eyes in the eyes of the messenger.
There was a time when
youth was meant, unhappiness, cruel, brutal -
and all the happiness of creation.
There was a time when
youth, the nondescript of the nation -
is the path of the free path.
There was a time when
youth, the desire of the nation -
to come back repeatedly, show the right way.
The youth, today -
by throwing acid,
killing-rape-terrorists
The young man, today -
squeezed black money,
sank in the state of intoxicants.
The young man, today - in the
foot of the Shekel leg, the
singer who is the Shakele breaking song.
The humanity of that youth is today - Goddard's heart is
happy,
and the godfather is a respected honor.
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