You can not go back,
because life pushes you,
like an endless howl, endless.
you may want to not be born, no.
But you always remeber
what I wrote that day
thinking of you, thinking of you
and now I feel.
Life is beautiful and you will see
and in spite of everything you
have friends, you love.
One man, a woman,
thus taken,
are like dust, they are nothing.
So always remember
what I wrote that day ….
Never give in, neither swerve,
by the way, never say:
I can not go and I stay here, and here I stay.
Others hope to resist,
that should help your joy,
that should help your song, between their songs.
So always remember …
Life is beautiful, you’ll see …
I can not say anything more
but you must understand
I‘m still on the road, along the way.
But you always remember …