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With time and years and moments with others
We abandon the flashing childhood clothes for other colours,
We leave the dazzlingly bright coat,
Smeared with mud and innocent hope.
The delightful world where we used to play:
Now buried by adulthood, an ephemeral admiration,
A ripple soon silenced by the ocean of fear,
Destruction and the melodious rhapsody they want you to hear.
Please don’t cry, don’t shed a tear.

We grew up too fast, that’s a fact,
As with time we turn to black and dark blue
Mourning everything we used to do
Or think we thought we knew.
I weep in silence my childhood that went so fast,
The times are changing and nothing can last.

14/11/07