Testo TRACES OF TIME

Sinking into rememberances I see the pictures in my heart Pictures of the past and impressive times Of fortune and delight Of passion and delirium Why cant reality have the charm of the past I try to walk into traces of time Its like a dream (We will wake up when we walk through the door of eternity) I try to catch the past to feel again that moments But they are free like birds That I can never reach them that I can never touch them Invisible connected they fly What I saw in yesterday I will find tomorrow Pictures of time will fall into sleep Where is waiting the future before we expect it It comes to meet us every moment we love live fall