27 March 2013

We are slaves of time,
no matter how hard we try,
no matter how fast we remember,

We are slaves of time!

I washed my face...
with tears,
with hope,
with coldness of the dark blanket of the night!
I washed my face...
Now, a new day, a new time is approaching...
I have to go, I have to leave...

All of my hopes and dreams and pains, as,

I am a slave of time!

It is taking me
to a new day,
to a new hope!