Bicycle
There was always a bicycle
beside me.
Everywhere I wanted to go,
it took on me.
In so much as
I had a simple brain,
I could always do as I wanted.
Gave me the power,
gave me the pleasure.
Everything exited me
in those days.
What did bring a wind
I wanted to feel?
I thought a bicycle
brought a wind.
There was so good days.
Everyday
I'd ridden on a bicycle
everyday.
Writer/s: YOSHIYA
