Eighteen years a day like this,
not knowing the heaven or the earth
His eyes closed with a smile on his face
A story written since his birth
The roads may twist or damn
Yet with a heart not knowing fear
Now adjusting his buckles like a man
While his eyes filled with joyful tears
Of bitter sweet times since then
Nothing without it a good tale
Grown with destiny in his hand,
May the coming days be filled with hale...
not knowing the heaven or the earth
His eyes closed with a smile on his face
A story written since his birth
The roads may twist or damn
Yet with a heart not knowing fear
Now adjusting his buckles like a man
While his eyes filled with joyful tears
Of bitter sweet times since then
Nothing without it a good tale
Grown with destiny in his hand,
May the coming days be filled with hale...