Will we be a memory that fades in the distance
So far away that it stirs no sorrow anymore
History books will keep quiet
About our defeats, our victories, our optional presences
Life mostly teaches that you shouldn't doubt
That people will do without us, like we do without our elders
How could I say you're wrong
Even the oldest can testify
That nobody remembers forgetting us
The family tree will strip our names
A lumberjack with no amnesia will have sawed its trunk
Our reflections will vanish from unfaithful memories
The regrets we called eternal will fade away
How could I say you're wrong
One day we silently join with small steps
The cohort of the deceased in rightful indifference
Let's celebrate the dew of epicurean nights
Let's sprinkle returning summers with dew
How could I say you're wrong
How could I say you're wrong