OH YOUTH – You gave but you stole and unfaithful were you. No, you didn’t give me too much. Oh youth, oh youth. Oh youth of mine that scarcely sun, that came down that cheap love, short dreams for memories that is not enough. Oh youth, youth. Stand still for a moment, and give me strength at least to say goodbye to her, and that my friends finish the song, and for the glass to empty. Still full of hope, what shall I do we are just half the way across, and already this morning there is a new youth. Oh youth, oh youth, oh youth of mine. So goodbye, be better with someone else give him more tenderness, because that what I’m loosing is nothing. Oh youth, youth.
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