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