Gusto of time
Gusto of time
Your life is tidy dew
he comes and plays on you,
just wait and see
now u r a queen-bee.
Everything was new
he came and played on you,
to show wonderful world and it's colour
he became a master.
Decay will hide your hue
he will come and play on you,
life will be boring
last page of life will be waiting.