My life, my life, what will it bring, when it will end, who knows?
A few joys, a few sorrows, a little love it shows.
My life, my life, what will it bring, when it will end, who knows?
A few joys, a few sorrows, a little love it shows.
Unknown are the paths we tread, the destination lies ahead, seek not.
Walk onward, every moment, lost in the rhythm, hum a note instead.
Today it is, tomorrow gone, you and I, we move along,
Seasons change, arriving, departing, where do they belong?
My life, my life, what will it bring, when it will end, who knows?
A few joys, a few sorrows, a little love it shows.
My life, your life…
Blossoms and thorns entwined, choose what you desire to find, with a hand.
With breaths as a silken thread, weave a secret, understand.
Be it the heart, or the night, or a companion by your side,
Arrival and departure, the ebb and flow, forever they confide.
My life, my life, what will it bring, when it will end, who knows?
A few joys, a few sorrows, a little love it shows.
My life, my life...
My life…
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