Forgive me, childhood, sweet mirage of lost time
Forgive me, childhood, sweet mirage of lost time,
When I ran through fields with dreams tied to the blue sky,
There was a time when I believed your days were endless,
But the desire to grow up blinded me with its deceptive brilliance.
I was naive and didn't realize that every moment is a gift,
I wanted to embrace the future without realizing I was losing the present,
In the balance of life, I placed the dreams of youth,
Unaware that I was wrong, for there is no way back.
I miss your beautiful years when worries were just passing clouds,
We were noisy children, running through meadows with crystal-clear laughter,
Today, memories give me no peace, ghosts of a happy time,
I regret not knowing how to cherish every second, every smile.
Time, cruel and silent, won the game I didn't understand,
It left its mark on my dreams, on my naive desires,
I fed myself with the illusion that I would gain something great,
But my childhood was already the greatest treasure, unknown.
Forgive me, childhood, for wanting to grow up and change the world,
I let myself be seduced by empty fantasies and illusions,
Time gave me a bitter favor, distancing me from you,
But in my heart, you are always present, the eternal joy.
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Dan Enache
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