Time why,
why do you run so fast
Fast without realizing,
realizing what it does to me
Me who tries so hard,
hard to keep up
Up with the minutes, hours and days,
days that become years
Years that travel,
travel so fast that life
Life becomes so,
so awful quick old
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time is something that we never have enough.Nicely written!