Gone
In the final moments of harmonious youth,
When you raise the bromgeschwind to your horse,
The fairy tagline flutters sweetly on its wings.
Ya ya re lo,
ya re
lingo shan ja lo,
lo.
Ya ya re lo,
ya ja lo,
lo.
Ya ya re lo,
ya re lingo Shanja ya re lingo shan ja lo,
lo.
now.
Yare lo,
yare lingo shanjha lo
Yare lo, shanjha lo
Ubadro longogo
Dola
Na
Child
Child
y
