Only if we can return to be young
And have the smile be filled on earth
And fill skies with different dreams
And build our world with peace
We’ll fool around, run and portray
Weird shapes to build the world, so
That the virtue birds in heaven will sing
The nicest hymns and peaceful rings
We’ll build small houses in our land
And plant green trees, so that
Tomorrow we will grow up
And the whole world will grow with us
Our happiness will grow and rise
With love we’ll fill the world
And have earth be like heaven
A story for the young kids