• The day past by while I singing a song
    A song is a melody that cannot be counted
    When we sing we can be free
    That's why I like singing

    Second by second I counted
    When arrived minute I stop
    Why I stop?Why?Why?
    I also don't know

    I remember my friends when I happy or sad
    My friends is the best friends I ever had
    Do you want to be my friend?
    Add me and rate for me heart