Sad roundaboutas life passes by
Lost thoughts melted with my memories
and my passionsand my aspirations
all gone
as the roundabout turns around
Like a child laughing and crying in the shadows of a life spent in ignorance
A great void surrounds me while she entangles and absorbs my mind
Unaware of our conditionsilentwe stroll in the garden of sadness and desperation
Nowa passing life will lead to another
And our futile tears are balm drops lost in the stream of life
And our painful thoughts are dead leaves brought away by the wind
But now I must go away, far from this perenial wheel
that will turn eternallydriven be each of our stories