I shouted after fast escaping time:
"Give me my early hopes back, they were mine!"
"What's happened to my best friends?" then I cried
"It's you who scattered them so far and wide!"
And to the ruthless years I called, despairing:
"Give back my youth to me, give back my daring!
"So that the mountains will not seem so steep,
"My voice won't drop, nought will disturb my slep."
No answer. Quickly flow the years away -
A mountain river that cannot be stayed.
Now winter's come. The snow-clad trees just creak
Despondently, but not a word they speak...
"Give me my early hopes back, they were mine!"
"What's happened to my best friends?" then I cried
"It's you who scattered them so far and wide!"
And to the ruthless years I called, despairing:
"Give back my youth to me, give back my daring!
"So that the mountains will not seem so steep,
"My voice won't drop, nought will disturb my slep."
No answer. Quickly flow the years away -
A mountain river that cannot be stayed.
Now winter's come. The snow-clad trees just creak
Despondently, but not a word they speak...
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