When you are little, you will find a friend
One who will play again and again
Think of how many you see on your way
Will they become friends?
No, they will make their own
Faces come and faces go
Some you remember, but not when
But in between, like white trillery
There is suddenly one you especially like
Friends for life, they should all have
Years go
by and you wonder often
For all the many, means so little
But then again,
so happy, they say
When you enjoy the friends you get on your way
Friends for life, they should all have
One or two or more you keep
In between,
like white trillery There are several you miss
Friends for life, we all must have
One or two or more we keep
In meeting and farewell we need them
Where the door to joy and comfort is on the cliff
Friends for life, we all must have
One or two or more we keep In meeting and farewell we need them
Where the door to joy and comfort is on the cliff