In a small village on the slopes of a mountain, there lived a boy named Ardi.
It's the same, but just illusion The trick is sometimes severe
The wind, grumbleyBerlin tired hear my storyI end here, roundly
Maples starting to blush But bring coolness Then fall
Happiness The feeling of Being happy Is there when I am near you Just when you came into my life made it colorful and wonderful N
