On The Paths Of The Past Poem by Dan Uriel

nothing on earth is eternal
shadows growin the evening,
the twilight also whines
the grown body of life is distributed
we rot in the greasy ground
and who once looked for our wishes
oh, pure heart, our tired brain
already teary eyes, waving goodbye
we leave everything, everything

and everything, everything leaves us
the word, temptation, stupidity and blood
and we cry our tears back
which is already reaching the sea
and in vain, he will not come back
but it will be replaced by winter hoarfrost

flowers fall off the elderberry
long been listening to the hero's melancholy
my desire is still raging today
and he's causing my loss tomorrow
nothing on earth is eternal
the caterpillar is falling and so is the bird
and the century doesn't growl