Time is very familiar
Like my old friend
He lives in the world is in trouble
Goes on to say whenever He comes to
He just can't catch up
Talking with him
From afar
But it is being hung out together
Now Spring going back
He doesn't come at all
Suddenly I saw him that day,
Like the art of Rain
Last year I couldn't
Almost guess the Autumn
Unless I had seen white clouds floating
In the evening sky
What happens if you don't get caught
You have to go right,
To the Winter
Come back again in the Spring
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
I feel time as I feel my old friend but can't catch up him......