"Our time my friends
is slowly drawing to an end
the nineteen seventies…
those were our years
those were our happiest times
that a few years from now
our generation will close and we will all become
the forgotten era
just like the eighteen seventies…
do anyone knows what transpired in those times
we are going to be like them
a forgotten era."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem