Once upon a time there was a road
a good wind led me down there
and if memory does not deceive me
at the corner you were present.
Those were the days
yes, they were days and you
no, do not ask for more from the world
we danced a little and without music
there was a lot more in our heart.
You know, then the roses with the passing of time
one morning does not flourish anymore
and so things went
even the good wind never blew again.
Those were the days
yes, they were days and you
no, do not ask for more from the world
and thinking back to me, I get a knot here
and if I sing, this it loses is meaning
Today I'm back in that street
a good memory brought me there
You were with a group of people
and you said, "Dear friends,
those were days, yes, they were days and you
no, do not ask for more from the world
we danced a little without music,
beyond there passed our youth "