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Passing through the old gate
I felt my land closer to me
With emotion, I was crying
Because my anguish was coming to an end
I confess it was my dream
To see the farm where I grew up
I couldn't wait to embrace again
My dear people that I once left
What a cruel surprise awaited me
Seeing how the farm had changed
Almost everyone had moved away
And the old colony remained deserted
The friends who stayed there
Had changed so much that I didn't even recognize
And they didn't recognize me, didn't realize
That the years had passed and I had aged
And you, my old gate
Are not as I left you before
Your posts, eaten away by time
I found fallen on the ground
I no longer hear your knocks
Your sad creaking brings back memories
Gate in reality, you are the longing
For the childhood time that will never return