Holding this one.
Feeble and fragile,
So they call the egg.
Catchy and ripe,
So they call the ripe Pawpaw.
Steady and firmly,
So they call the holder.
For eggs that break easily,
And when ripe Pawpaw falls from its tree,
It breaks easily.
So who will hold the egg,
So who will catch the fallen ripe Pawpaw?
For holding the fragile,
For catching the feeble.
It's just like holding this one,
Like living in the moment.
With a fragile life,
With a feeble heart,
With love that is fragile,
With a feeble living.
So let's keep the egg,
So let's catch the ripe Pawpaw.
As we are the holder,
So let's protect this moment firmly,
Living and loving with the heart,
Let's hold this one and enjoy it.
