Suddenly it happens, age advances, and we poor mortals,
It's all forgotten.
Time is daring,
It brings consequences, it brings fear and euphoria.
They say that as we grow older, we become children again,
I'm getting that way already.
The desire to be happy, and to conquer.
Search, write, read and life itself make us understand.
Memories that are stories of us,
The same certainty of time and space,
May God help us to find our attitudes,
The youth that goes,
The resistance that passes.
The disappointments that come to us...
The time that often makes us forget,
And, uh, we just remember pain.
And the loves where in the mind are they?
São Paulo, May 11, 2019.
Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator
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