When you build a house
You nail down memories
Paint and stain the fabric of time

Snow is both sides of the same page
It covers the grave and the tulip

I'd keep your beauty timeless.
like a flower pressed in a book, yes
I wouldn't let it fade
Folded in the chapters of my mind

If a lion invites you to dinner, turn down the offer, no matter how hungry you are.

Had I known how sweet they were
I would have saved more of these memories

أن تخسر و أنت على الطريق أفضل من أن تخسر الطريق نفسه