How does it feel when something starts?
Many ways of fruit and water
Parents cab never leave their love
Children then escape in their own way
(that changes everyday)
Years go by with seasons for d**h and life
Sometimes you ask
What is next?
You watch snow then rain and sun
Normal life never scares you...
What's inside?
You hear voice of the past
It means that you are getting old…
Time is never on your side
Remember these words, sweet child
My sister of tears…
We sit by the sea of dreams
And talk looking at each other... and smile…
As warm as it is possible