Here i am sitting fresh and young
It seems like the world is open to me
Every door i knock, every step i take
Is a small adventure - i am totally free
Time is a dreadful thing - it passes by
Taking away my youth, my freedom and my soul
I fall
And finally, my youth becomes the matter of the past
I am like many others - forever tired and depressed
Doing what i dislike and hating everyone i see
So long, my liberated soul!

And i fall
Under endless myriads of must's
Everywhere i look are obligations and restraints
Time is a dreadful thing - it passes by
Taking away my youth, my freedom and my soul
I fall Under endless myriads of musts
Everywhere i look are obligations and restraints
Eternal youth and not less
I'd be its slave to the grave
Tasting life in every possible way
As if it is my last breath