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Young Children,
Your hair is now red
I do not know, you paint with the money from your parents
or simply went along with friends
Young Children,
There is a circular iron pierce your ears
Not only the weaker sex
You are now wearing
Not getting cool
But the more makes you a woman
Young Children,
Your clothes are neat when high school
Has changed as a student
Sobek there, torn here
Not because of obsolescence, but did you intentionally
Young Children,
A cigarette always accompany
Rupiah for dollars you burn
Healing stress kilahmu
And you're endanger yourself and around you
You hate selfish people
And you own, including parts thereof
Young Children,
Increasing age
There also makes clean up
Time after time
You spend just passed
From stall to stall
From mall to mall
Essence the same as a different place
Young Children,
Ladies and anxious thinking
First they asked Salih child
Every night, every completed worship
He is a time of prayer for you
However, what balasmu?
Precisely tingkahmu makes wrath
From day to day
Young Children,
Your father is busting his gut bathed in sweat
Ensuring school fees and your eating
Who's your mother
Patience teaches you to count one of two
And spell a few de ce
However, what baktimu?
Young Children,
Determine your youth of old age
Whoever relax at a young age
It will definitely struggled in his old time
And conversely,
Anyone who struggled in his youth
Later reap the joy of living the old days
Young Children,
Not you look like you could be proud of
Nor appearance nyentrikmu
Not all accessories and your style
But be proud because of your work
Be proud because of your kindness
And be proud because your mind nobleness
Young Children,
Choice is yours now
Silence means of destruction awaits
Change means managing future
Think, think
And immediately take a decision
Your hair is now red
I do not know, you paint with the money from your parents
or simply went along with friends
Young Children,
There is a circular iron pierce your ears
Not only the weaker sex
You are now wearing
Not getting cool
But the more makes you a woman
Young Children,
Your clothes are neat when high school
Has changed as a student
Sobek there, torn here
Not because of obsolescence, but did you intentionally
Young Children,
A cigarette always accompany
Rupiah for dollars you burn
Healing stress kilahmu
And you're endanger yourself and around you
You hate selfish people
And you own, including parts thereof
Young Children,
Increasing age
There also makes clean up
Time after time
You spend just passed
From stall to stall
From mall to mall
Essence the same as a different place
Young Children,
Ladies and anxious thinking
First they asked Salih child
Every night, every completed worship
He is a time of prayer for you
However, what balasmu?
Precisely tingkahmu makes wrath
From day to day
Young Children,
Your father is busting his gut bathed in sweat
Ensuring school fees and your eating
Who's your mother
Patience teaches you to count one of two
And spell a few de ce
However, what baktimu?
Young Children,
Determine your youth of old age
Whoever relax at a young age
It will definitely struggled in his old time
And conversely,
Anyone who struggled in his youth
Later reap the joy of living the old days
Young Children,
Not you look like you could be proud of
Nor appearance nyentrikmu
Not all accessories and your style
But be proud because of your work
Be proud because of your kindness
And be proud because your mind nobleness
Young Children,
Choice is yours now
Silence means of destruction awaits
Change means managing future
Think, think
And immediately take a decision
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