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Maung Chaow Nwe - Train
Maung Chaow Nwe - Train
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How is it?
On the heads of so many millions of women
It's like millions are popping up one by one.
The poems are on his body.
The cheap,
With free salad and soup
He doesn't want to build his life.
But it's hard to find.
There's only a cup of soup on the table.
It's hot, it's hot.
With the poor lower classes
Even though we are standing in the same row, kneeling,
A common toilet.
The team doesn't like it.
White wine is still consumed as a cultural tradition.
I still know how to be comfortable.
I still know that I should use it and drink it.
If you get drunk, get up and dance.
A guy who never forgets.
In life
I still want to be an ambassador..
When speaking
To graduate from high school
Although I can speak like a king,
When you actually tell the other person
When he tells me again
I still have the ability to talk more.
Although it is thinner than a mosquito net in the thinnest places,
Because it is not used in practice
People are fat.
I always feel like I'm being misunderstood.
Sometimes too
On the jeep
Highlight the beauty of thighs
Sits proportionately
Like a senior officer.
That poet guy
Still living.
Planets in his veins
The gods of poetry
Because it's so fast.
The guy named Maung Chaow Nwe
Because I'm on the way around the world.
Her breasts, which are only the size of chicken breasts,
It still shows off.
With a drop of green blood
His life journey was built
I drove with the gear lever at full throttle.
He took his life for granted.
If you look at the layout
A city can be built.
A river can flow.
This guy has a small liver.
His birth mother often
The guy who was talked about in public.
I was living life to the fullest.
Don't scream when it hurts.
It's never too late to laugh when you're happy.
His plight was shared by the other person.
Although I know and accept
He is on his troubles.
I'm too lazy.
He only received half the sympathy.
Good luck and good fortune follow.
A friend who helps with his mouth but has no hands
What a beautiful body.
The Earth is upside down.
Smoke and branches
The young branch on that tree is covered in scabs.
The hand that dug the river and the world
The truth is like people.
A little bit of laughter.
Something different from ordinary people
These are all he has.









