If the days gone by
So weird like beauty
If the dreams had
So cool like breeze
If the journey sojourned
So tiresome like quarrying a stone
If the deeds cropped
So bad a weather
If our memories down the pit
So fresh a new baby
I remember ringing a bell
Remind me if you’ve heard it
Good has been better
The better the best


Soit pour une fois les riches jouissent
Quand ils le travail et la main-d’œuvre
Quand ils se retrouvent avec le prince et la princesse
Ils vont nous dire leur secret jour alors
Les pauvres ne peuvent se réjouir
Et chanter des louanges à leurs espoirs
Quand tout d’un coup
La lune saisir à venir dans la nuit
Et le jour de Sun
Ce n’est pas la façon dont il est fait
C’est la meilleure manière de se faire
Parfois, le vent souffle
Et la pluie est prêt à
Mais sur la façon dont vous vous approchez
Les ombres de la vie


It all comes back to how it is
Life swirls around us like a wind
We’re told a birth is stamped
Like a beans, creeps
When finally reasons he, we say a man
Back again to the old ways
With a faithful helper like a stick
No sooner and we would have to mourn
Like a moon who’s lost a star
To wait for yet a new tale to unveil
It all comes back to how it is
Just like an air
The brave hearts live
Cowardice rooms never fail to be congested
The brave breath their last at home
In cowardice, we smell our last at the war
The cowardice at home
The brave hearts at war
We’re all warriors of our time
Fame and Glory encompasses our reigns
Like a last hope, we dress the road for the new ones
It all comes back to how it is
Just like an air
Great Prince and Princess
Expensive slaves and labour hands
All in glamour tattered cloaks
Our memories never full
Remember us them one after the other
As they gulped the most expensive wine
Down the golden broken glasses
We laugh bit by bit
Their life a misery of history
An anatomy of canker
Days outnumbering the numbered
It all comes back to how it is
Just like an air