The glassy surface of the old pond
Has been covered with a brown slime.
Ah, once I was young like Buratino!


The young tortoise
Was so careless and naïve!

Everything seemed marvelous
Three hundred years ago.


My young friend, be always young,
Don't hurry to grow old.
Be cheery, cheeky, and noisy!

Fight, when necessary!

Never know rest,

Cry and laugh, even out of place.
I was the same
Three hundred years ago