Take me to the childhood,
where I did not get hurt, fall,
Where somebody can Keep me off from all the misfortune tools
where each snowflake is a joy …..
Where my father is young and strong,
Where no mothers cry,
Where woods are pink, and blue,
where Santa Claus are so rosy …
Where you have your own toys,
where you get an orange when you are sick.
Where you get better medicine in a spoon,
where you can see a glass of milk foam,
where the cat wrapped in a rug.
Where air is of happiness, if got mother at home,
Where you have grief, if you go to bed,
and where nothing is worse to, “Wash!”
Where you have new home,
and smell of trees,
where the angle play with fun …
Where cry is not ashamed …
Just take me forward…
I dont want to fall…….