It was so long ago,
That even recalling it is sage,
It was so many years ago.
The house was as old as a cliff,
It took its roots from the windows,
And beyond the windows an abandoned garden was making noise. Those days were longer ones, I can’t remember better ones,
We had kind and loyal friends then.
And I was fabulously rich,
I had an abandoned garden,
I didn’t believe, that I would be older.
But the clock rang, it had rang,
And I hit my forehead against the wall.
Day and night all my thoughts are away –
I didn’t think but about one thing,
It came about like that and I grew up
Even to the grey hair,
It’s so easy to believe in that,
There’s no answer to the question.
I was young and I believed that,
There will be many many days
And I believed in it that being older
A hundred times smarter than children,
But the time arrived, I got older,
And there I saw,
There are so many stupid adults
Living all around me.
And I realized,
That the grass won’t grow on the stones
And children in the parks and gardens
Call me ,,YOU’’ politely,
A little bit again – to live, to breathe
And there, the trip is over
I wanted so to have a rest
From all these things.
And I remember like today,
That the door was open,
It was a sunny day
And the water was clear.
But today my term is over,
There’s a lock on the door,
The door is closed,
I’ve lost the key forever.
And last night I dreamed,
That I found my key in a dream,
And the lock fell down,
And the door is open now,
I couldn’t keep you,
And I stepped over the threshold,
And beyond the door it turned out … the emptiness.