Tales of the Boys

Entangled to each other,

Infamous to the class we were;

Nothing special, from us you'll see,

Sign of solid brotherhood we have;

Tales and problems, to each other we share,

Eight different persons standing still,

Infinite friendship, from us you'll see,

Naughty, sometimes we may be,

But good at heart is what we are

On this year end we will wish,

You to us would never change,

Say good bye and fly high.