October 11th, 2015

как молоды мы были

Мое




Draw me no maps, vow me no vows
No they-perhaps, just here-and-nows
Tomorrow's dream is not my dream
It comes too late and I can't wait

The river runs with one remark
Get on your way, it's growing dark
And so I live to have my say
To get and give each burning day

And if in time I find my love
He'll find that I'm no frightened dove
For all too soon young love is passed
It's tender leaves fall off too fast

Each rising hill, each falling stream
Cause to fulfill each day's new dream
Some brighter road to fly along
Some stronger wine, some wilder song

And when I'm gone don't shed one tear
The world will know that I've been here!