Short-lived is a treasured youth – like a dream
Begin the woeful and ugly old age
Flying above our heads the ascendant scares
Short-lived is a treasured youth – like a dream
Muddling our minds and striking our eyes
As time goes by decaying our lives
Short-lived is a treasured youth – like a dream
Like a dream, we behold the shadows of our past
So distant… a dream that will no longer last
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