What can it all mean?
Everyone has left the room
That stood there before,
What is this scene?
The past gone 'boom'
Now just hazy folklore;
Ancient Christmas decorations
Made from coloured paper
Crumpled but revered,
Now LED sensations
And throw-away caper
Have suddenly appeared;
We used to love a long time
We held on to the past
So tight,
Now, for no reason or rhyme
Life passes so fast
In the heat of the night;
Come back with me
To those good old days
The golden days gone by,
And let me see
That glorious phase
Of sun and blue sky;
Ease down, take a breath
Venerate the brilliant loving
Of yesterday's gradual changes,
Let this swiftness die a death
Stop the pushing and shoving
Where lovers are only strangers;
Glory in the gentle river
That carries time so slow
Let it take your pain away,
Watch the leaves a-quiver
In the hedgerow
With their songs of yesterday.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem