| How much time has now passed and will it pass?
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| The engine orchestras accompany the sighs
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| Today where he went, yesterday he will go
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| If you look in the pockets of the evening
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| Find the hours you already know
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| But the laughter of the minutes changes to tears now
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| And the time gone will not find again ...
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| Days without meaning, like a windless sea
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| Like pearls of sadness necklaces ...
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| The doors of summer from winter are wet
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| A dog flees like your youth
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| In the corners of your home you look for the world
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| In books and poets you look for yourself
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| But your poet dies and the dawn will not see
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| And where does time run, who knows?
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| In the sun of the courtyards your youthful ghosts
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| They run after mocking Silvias
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| The fountain has gone out, the bell has oxidized
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| Why are you laughing at the lovers game now?
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| You are ready to throw yourself on the streets
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| The useless baggage you have inside you
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| But fear the sun and the water will fall sooner or later
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| And the time gone will not return ...
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| Sharp professionals, between smiles and greetings
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| They make fun of your doubts about life
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| The mothers of your loves are dreaming of doctors
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| You are accused of an unclear crisis
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| The crystal ball has blurred
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| And your kite no longer flies
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| Doubt does not remain in your thoughts either
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| And time passes and stop it, if you can ...
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| If the days have called you, you have answered listlessly
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| The smile of the mirrors is already over
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| In the alleys and on the walls that fool you were
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| He was left alone crying with amusement
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| In the windy seed you grab your luck
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| Ask the red wise about your whys
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| You would like to get up in the sky screaming who you are
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| But time passes and never comes back ...
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| And another day is gone, his music is done for him
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| How much time has now passed and will pass!
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| You sing phrases in the street that no one pays attention to
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| Tomorrow like everything will go away
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| You look into your hands and hold the void
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| If you look in your pockets you will find
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| The loose change you didn't have yesterday, but
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| Time gone will not return
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| Time gone will not return
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| Time gone will not return ... |