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Once in a while, shall we talk about the old days?
That familiar shop we used to visit so often
You could see rows of chestnut trees from the window
We'd pass each day with a cup of coffee
Recklessly seeking an unseen tomorrow
Everone entrusted their hopes
Blown by the hot wind of a restless era
We felt the moment throughout our being
That's how it was

There were even times when we slept by the side of the road
None of us had anywhere to go
Though we had no money, somehow we lived
Poverty carried each day along
In a small boarding house, the bunch of us barged in
were rowdy till morning, then slept
Each day burnt like a storm
We ran until we were out of breath
That's how it was

Look at the one remaining photograph
The bearded guy is you
I have no idea now where you are
Even though some of your friends are still around
Yet none of us can say
that all those days were in vain
Even now, as then, painting an undending dream
You're still running
Somewhere 

 
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