Life...

Life...

It's like the child's hair
Keep her hair always sleekly
Someday it'll get long and raven
Someday she'll comb her hair

Life...

It's like a bowl of sour and hot soup
Put a little more seasoning...
Someone likes spicier soup
Someone likes sourer one

Life...

It's like a kind of children's game
Play hide and seek with my shadow
Don't follow me all the time
Look for somewhere brightly
Hide somewhere duskily


Life...

It's like oil color paints
Pick a color which you like
Some looks warm
Some looks cold