These old songs keep coming
and making us young,
keep singing them or humming
as your days passes along.
Refrain
We are going nowhere
just traveling in dreams,
from here to everywhere
in nightly starry beams.
Though some of us are staying
and looking at the moon,
old memories keep playing
Farwell but come again soon.
Refrain
We are going nowhere
just traveling in dreams,
from here to everywhere
in nightly starry beams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well rhymed and very insightfull, though I would put 'refrain' within brackets since I believe it doesn't actually belong in the narrative: (refrain)