Instants

Instants

The years pass, we forget

Why, for whom , and when

If we must hold on to the present, a moment

Why hold on to the past, a moment?

Memories become distant

The years pass, we bury them

They crumble, disintegrate

A blur sets in over time

The south wind, so strong

Crazy and nervous, makes us

Dawn is only the illusion of beauty

Beautiful days only exist in the early morning

And the world opens its eyes...

Reality reasserts itself

The years pass, and we weaken

Yet nothing is as before

It's different and changing

The past portends the present

These moments, what are they now?

The years go by and we publish

Music makes everything possible

Unlike politics

Everyone has the right to say

What they want to say

Dawn is only the illusion of beauty

Beautiful days only exist in the early morning

And the world opens its eyes...

Reality reasserts itself

...

The years go by and we reestablish

Destiny is the pretension

To believe oneself indispensable

Humans are mortal

Life is eternal...

The years go by and we reestablish

Destiny is the pretension

To believe oneself indispensable

Humans are mortal

Life is eternal...

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Eternal is life...