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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