Childhood

That childhood was also so pleasant
Whose everyday was a new story.
Sometimes on father's shoulders
So once upon a time there was the support of mother's lap.
Sometimes careless about clay games Sometimes it was fun to be with friends.
Sometimes he runs barefoot
So sometimes I regretted not being able to catch the kite.
Never cry without tears
So sometimes there was an excuse to talk
That childhood was also so pleasant
Whose everyday was a new story.
Sometimes on father's shoulders
So once upon a time there was the support of mother's lap.
To be honest, those days were beautiful
I had to hide nothing and tell whatever came to my heart.