They came flying with the stork
To this godforsaken place
From all four corners of the world
If we take it all into consideration
And now they've grown up
Don't look like themselves anymore
Their voices have changed, but
We still know them anyway
Oh, the beautiful, young people
Suddenly, they've run away
Like playful butterflies
The very first summer day
What is it they want to do with their life?
Only they themselves understand that
Da, da, da
Oh, these beautiful, young people
May they live a long time
There were some who were worshiped
Others had to settle with
Digital nurseries
And random love
Oh, they leave before you realize it
Suddenly, they've run away
Like playful butterflies
The very first summer day
What is it they want to do with their life?
Only they themselves understand that
Da, da, da
Oh, these beautiful, young people
May they live a long time
There were some who were loved
Others had to settle with
Digital nurseries
And random love
What is it they want to do with their life?
Only they themselves understand that
Da, da, da
Oh, these beautiful, young people
May they live a long time