That year, you are young always think tomorrow will certainly be
very beautiful The ideal world is like a light Shining in your
heart How can let this kept burningSo many years you are still in
the running See tomorrow remains elusive The pure ideal in the
presence of survival The original is so fragile You stand in this
busy street to find the direction you should go to you stand in
this busy street feel never panic.
..You stand in this busy street feel never panic. You had some
heroes dream Like the night inside the warm light How did not have
the power of hope Can only hold out a bosom yong.