Enfance 80

I touched childhood with my still soft fingers
Rehashed this story as if I had met it
The real beautiful novelty is the one that never ages
The one that keeps us the pastel skies, the storm when it's cold

I leave tomorrow to others
I only take the now
If it's to think about the end
Count on my childhood dreams
I leave tomorrow to others
I only take the now
If it's to think about the end
Count on my childhood dreams

As a child, I flee time, already afraid of conventions
And the real fabric of people, it's crazy what they think;
it's sad all this mistrust, we should follow the paper plane,
Scream to fly away especially when thinking about the past

I leave tomorrow to others
I only take the now
If it's to think about the end
Count on my childhood dreams
I leave tomorrow to others
I only take the now
If it's to think about the end
Count on my childhood dreams

I regret my adolescence
And yet it's not over
When you're little there's mistrust
Then comes contempt
There are days when it goes wrong
It's just that you forget when it goes well
Adults shout, they grumble
Say things that are useless
You spend your life in the past
And yet it's not so beautiful
Do you remember the worn-out days?
The month of May, the water battles
You have to get used to it, you're just grown up
There will be plenty, you'll see
Beautiful things, good times
When it's over you'll regret

I leave tomorrow to others
I only take the now
If it's to think about the end
Count on my childhood dreams
I leave tomorrow to others
I only take the now
If it's to think about the end
Count on my childhood dreams