Eternal Youth

It's so long ago, that I shouted laughing at the rain.
It's so long ago, that I fiercely dreamed of getting lost.

How many senseless years will I waste once again?
How long will I sleepwalk into a life of duty and pain?
Everyone is just sick for something called "fun",
Which is in fact just a way to flee our meaningless lives.
Can I demand back what we sold so recklessly and for a rock-bottom price?
I've had my moments - but I would have liked for my life
To have been nothing but moments, one after another.

But I will never loiter in late winter again,
When blooming spring is blossomy in the air.
Forgive me, sweet innocence.