years pass


That's the way we live and do not expect silence
We have our youth as the first true
A heart as the first lights of
Lights on the friendship above all else
But the years pass, our years as the birds fly
And once we look back
And the joy of meeting and bitter separations
We've all experienced comrade and friend
And where there once were in love
Lovers walking trees are now grown up
we are for the easy way out is not set
And this habit in our children
We go with them into the wind
Towards the wind shall never grow old, we
But the years pass, our years as the birds fly
And once we look back at 1958