Turn around, unknown passerby,
I'm familiar with your sincere glance...
Could be that it's me - only younger,
We aren't always able to recognize ourselves...
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Nothing on Earth passes without a trail,
And past youth remains immortal.
How young we were!
How young we were!
How truthfully we loved,
What faith we had in ourselves!
Without a grim we were greeted
By all the flowers on the roads of the Earth...
We forgave our friends their mistakes,
Only betrayal we could not forgive.
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We already played the first half-time
And we were only able to realise one thing:
Not to be lost in the world,
Try not to lose yourself!
Nothing on Earth passes without a trail,
And past youth remains immortal.
The lightnings have disappeared from the skies,
And the storm in the hearts is calming.
So we wouldn't forget faces we loved,
So we wouldn't forget our own glances...
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