Oh, mon ami, you ask me why?
My heart is cold and life does wander by
I onle pray thet Eos"s light will shine
And bring the Spring to me and life to thine
2)the old is far away,my friend
there is no old when you are young
the time is now our only fiend
And mortals. As a pang in soul
3)The past is just a dream for thee
But not for me.
The past has come the haulage
that torments me for ages
aspeccialy in the last
4)In the rotting past is the only space
where i dare to rest
on thy mourning ground
in thy dying glebe.
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