When I get old
I will regret
"This and That'
My Mama says,
You will for sure
You know you will
I must not do,
Must not behave like
"This and That'
Or I will go mad
My Mama says,
You know it's true
You know it is
But Mama dear,
Just tell me please
How I am supposed to live
Without forbids and must not do's?
I can't, I tell you,
I have to know
The sweet little secrets
of "This and That'
So when my sunset comes along
I'll tell to Me
I did all "This' and I did all "That'
And I promise you, Mama
The regrets I'll have
Will be like zero,
I won't regret a single thing
So be me mad
I won't regret
I won't -
it's true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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