Time is the undefined continuation of our lives
a succession of changes
so don't think too fast
your ideas these perceptions of your soul
are not always true stories
if reality and perfection
are the same thing for you
then your love, your desire
cannot exist with doubts
about what you love
o don't be scared of time
o matter if there's nothing of us
left after we die
we won't suffer from it
more than before our birth
the old man must learn to enjoy
the story of his own life
the young boy cannot be happy
only the old one who lived well
yes your life will still exist
only if you remember it
so death is forgetness
a destruction of what you were
but though we're not eternal
othing will destroy the fact
that we existed