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DescriptionLife seems like a long train We wake up on it, walking Without realizing where we got on and when Happiness is a stop where we stay for 1 minute Before we realize it, it rang, it left, it passed And pains are stations Long and never ending And in spite of us, as if More and more appear Burning with impatience We keep looking ahead We want to get as quickly as possible to some station we want Our days and years pass Pleasant moments and pains We live nourished by dreams And thirsty for pleasures Many cheerful children climb Many on the way I met And every now and then an old man descends Sad, exhausted by strength But the time comes When we too descend What wouldn't we give then for a moment To turn back But as we look back We mourn the time that has passed The station of eternity rings We lived but we didn't know And the pains are stations Long as they never end And in spite of us, as if More and more appear Our days and years pass Holy moments and pains We live nourished by dreams And thirsty for pleasures Many cheerful children climb Many on the way we met And every now and then an old man descends Sad, exhausted by strength But the time will come When we descend too What wouldn't we give then for a moment To go back But as we look back We mourn the time that has passed The station of eternity rings We lived but we didn't know
DescriptionLife seems like a long train We wake up on it, walking Without realizing where we got on and when Happiness is a stop where we stay for 1 minute Before we realize it, it rang, it left, it passed And pains are stations Long and never ending And in spite of us, as if More and more appear Burning with impatience We keep looking ahead We want to get as quickly as possible to some station we want Our days and years pass Pleasant moments and pains We live nourished by dreams And thirsty for pleasures Many cheerful children climb Many on the way I met And every now and then an old man descends Sad, exhausted by strength But the time comes When we too descend What wouldn't we give then for a moment To turn back But as we look back We mourn the time that has passed The station of eternity rings We lived but we didn't know And the pains are stations Long as they never end And in spite of us, as if More and more appear Our days and years pass Holy moments and pains We live nourished by dreams And thirsty for pleasures Many cheerful children climb Many on the way we met And every now and then an old man descends Sad, exhausted by strength But the time will come When we descend too What wouldn't we give then for a moment To go back But as we look back We mourn the time that has passed The station of eternity rings We lived but we didn't know
