Sinking into rememberances I see the pictures in my heart
Pictures of the past and impressive times
Of fortune and delight
Of passion and delirium
Why cant reality have the charm of the past
I try to walk into traces of time
Its like a dream
(We will wake up when we walk through the door of eternity)
I try to catch the past to feel again that moments
But they are free like birds
That I can never reach them that I can never touch them
Invisible connected they fly
What I saw in yesterday I will find tomorrow
Pictures of time will fall into sleep
Where is waiting the future before we expect it
It comes to meet us every moment we love live fall