Standing at the end of the skyline

All the sad things go up high

There's nothing I can leave behind now

I only hope that someone cares for my pain and sorrow

To think of the chilhood

Cradle was what I could hold

Life has never been told

You are kept deep in my mind

Let me follow you all my life

Anything that I can hide now

Is only because no one ever stands by my side

I want to hold your hand

Like the same old children's game

In cradie swinging again

So come on everybody

Shake,shake shaking like a rock band

Shake,shake holding up the youth-land

Shake,shake shaking to an island

Holding all the happy times in hands