When we were young… we used to love the moon more
We used to sing for the birds… and long for the nearby town
When we were young… we used to love the moon more
We used to sing for the birds… and long for the nearby town
Time passed spinning us around… and we came to the city
We found in it sad eyes… the heart of the city is made of stone
When we were young… we used to love the moon more
We used to sing for the birds… and long for the nearby town
Years passed by, while we wandered lost, sucked in a whirlpool
We could find neither a shore nor a raft… And our life was spent journeying
When we were young… we used to love the moon more
We used to sing for the birds… and long for the nearby town
When we were young… we used to love the moon more
We used to sing for the birds… and long for the nearby town