Another page of life
We'll have to turn it over slowly.
Say to yourself jokingly: & quot;Don't be sour"
From the past, a trace of the shadow can not be returned.
She's grown up,
But still naive.
Dreamer you're just obnoxious,
And life is so long, long, long.
How long does it take,
And we are always on the way.
That's about to be interrupted,
Then again we must go.
There is no trudging towards the obscure goal of the force.
We slip and stumble, and the load must be carried.
We hope to find something new on the road
And we are trying to save the old from the past.
But it is very difficult to join,
What will be and what was.
You'll have to get used to it,
To the fact that we were so confused in the beginning.....