Remembering

I remember the past times lived
closing my eyes coming back yesterday
it seems impossible years marked
deep footsteps those who were
constantly fighting some obstacles
searching the way of salvation
now all this is left is a remnant of a life
I live in silence at the will of God.

II

Remembering
is a way of living,
we owe to life
a celebration of living
rules of a destiny
we ought to respect,
preparing baggage
for the last day
Remembering
our childhood illusion
green landscapes
memories of a love
like clouds walked about
sailing ruderless
a shinning star
is making our goodbye.

Music: Raśl Monti
Written: Alberto Lago