THE SEE-SAWS OF OUR LIVES

Life was obliviously a rosy one at childhood

OUR STORIES TO BE TOLD

one time the sun is up and another time it is down

Whether bloom or gloom we will go through it shining

like an admirer, let me love you with a smile

Let's meet in the paradise of dreamland

When the round-about of life takes us round and round without any forward movement

Your sun will surely stand still

let us be like the hands of time

I love you in a language only I understand

I will rather loose you here and have you there