Some minutes turn to hour,
So catch the flying time!
You fly from tree to flower,
You`re just like butterfly.
But were you ever thinking
That you can lose a lot?
You like just boys and drinking,
You`re still so young and hot.
You`re playing with the people,
But you must know the truth:
If you mistake a little
They just will play with you.
One day you`ll meet a lover.
He`ll love you,you won`t mind.
You`ll tell him:"That is over!
You,lovers,are so blind!"
For you it`s much more better
To live in such a way.
One day you`ll find a letter
With words:"Please,stop to play."
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