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