Album The Story of Time
Company: Rolling Stone
Date: April 01, 1982
The blossoms of spring, the winds of autumn, and the setting sun of winter
Melancholy youthful young me used to think so ignorantly
The windmill in the seasons of the song it flowed every day
Windmill in the poems of the wind, flowers, snow and moon I grew up in years
The story of life and goodbye time changes a man
The story of time changes a man.
The story of life and goodbyes changes a person
In that sentimental youth that waits for the first time
Yellow photos, old letters and faded Christmas cards
The songs I wrote for you when I was young, I'm afraid you've long since forgotten
Past vows are like colorful bookmarks in the textbooks.
How many beautiful poems have been engraved, but they're just a puff of smoke
The story of life and goodbye has changed both of us
Just in that sentimental and tearful youth
Distant journeys, yesterday's dreams, and the sound of laughter in the distance
How many journeys have we traveled to see each other again
No longer are we the same as the old days.
Not the old familiar me with the old wild dreams
Nor the old familiar you with the old smiles
Life and goodbye to the story of time has changed us
Just in the sentimental and the first memories of youth
The first memories of youth
The first memories of youth
The first memories of life and death