The wind of freedom blows sharply in face,
Now we have become seasoned fighters.
Can handle vicissitudes of life, in any case,
And perceive the passing time more lighter.
We catch the true bliss from every breath.
It is time for us to get enough of joy & fun.
There\'s no place for thoughts about death,
After all, the value of being is number one.
The wind of freedom blows sharply in face,
The bird of fortune covers us with its wings.
It feels so pieceful in our fraternal embrace,
As we made soul mates by forgiving all sins.
When the epochal bonfires burn to the end,
Fate will call us beyond the hills & the seas.
The wide roads open to me and my friends,
That\'s why our imagination is greatly teased.
Spring transforms & heals mental wounds.
The riot of nature fills hearts up to protect,
Bringing to mind beautiful favourite tunes,
And there is no limit to the beneficial effect.