Geroaren Hazi Heziak

Life moves forward on its own
path
the waters that want to reach the sea
falling

Entering the future
the echo of the past
time is consumed
the food of tomorrow

It would be beautiful now
if it were here
as nights are long
in your absence

Entering the future
the echo of the past
time is consumed
the food of tomorrow

Life moves forward on its own
life moves forward on its path
the waters that want to reach the sea
falling
masters of their essence
without anyone's help
sweet and salty essences
growing up for tomorrow.

Entering the future
the echo of the past
time is consumed
time is being consumed
the food of tomorrow