Carry On کے بول

Every grain in the depth below Cause I can no longer stay for long Wildness, it comes to me and then it goes Be well and fruitful my love Withered with the wind, it clawed my hairs But now it's time to start it again and again That mother's little son, it smiled at us We used to be the baby to hold Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on Cause it's the way you are livin' Which counts to me And the way you are livin' That's nice to see Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on Cause it's the way you are livin' Which counts to me And the way you are livin' Is happy to see And after all The tree have grown so tall And you will not be able to write to us all But I will remember your face so dear Be well and fruitful my love Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on Cause it's the way you are livin' Which counts to me And the way you are livin' That's nice to, nice to, nice to see Carry on, carry on, carry on, carry on Cause it's the way you are livin' Which counts to me And the way you are livin' Is happy to, happy to, happy to see