Iremember the days i was young,
The days my momo could listen to me mostly,
The time when i was treated a KING.
When i was young everybody listensd to me,
Though i could say something which they can not understan,
It was a must that everybody pays attention to my cry.
Best times come and best times goes,
But memories remains fresh always,
Just like wind i passes and you can not stop it.
I remember when i was young,
A little King, A little Commander.
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