Younger times, years ago,
My father told me to do something all remember, which they don’t know…
these days and nights which i must reap,
I’ll work on it when all sleep!
He said, make your life to remember,
make no-one forget these,
select your moment and,
make them live free!
Days, minutes, years passed by,
maybe i couldn’t do anything in this time i got…It questions me,
where are these days i worked for?
Where does it take me?
Maybe i will someday make these days come alive ,
which i will remember and tell my father about…
but the years that passed by,
reminds me only of the moments that my father told me!!