Return to the landscape of childhood

We each have our own childhood landscapes, where our Journey begins...

 

map: Where our Journey begins - Fall of 21, Whispering Windz

flickr group: www.flickr.com/groups/whereourjourneybegins/

 

tune: youtu.be/zWwyyf2PWsI

 

English translation:

 

Sun grave

 

Falling asleep I want to go back in time

some years ago

to be a small boy

who likes to play and who is with you

 

It seems to me a lot of years

I was a boy who wanted to know the world

and I played with you

 

I´ll get back and wish to be with you

to recall memories

but I have bad news

 

Dry soil here only

without flowers, without water

kneeling down

I do reverence by rembrance

 

I say goodbay but something remained

from those days of us

and I know I´ll stay faithful

 

Dry soil here only

without flowers, without water

kneeling down

I do reverence by rembrance

 

I say goodbay but something of us remained

from those days

and I know I´ll stay faithful

 

I can´t sleep and I wake up

and can´t resist the thought

to come back in time some years ago

to be a small boy

who likes to play and who is with you

 

translator: Šárka-Jana

 

Done