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This song is on my fathers poem "young I am no more". 

Lyrics: 
Young I am no more, no more at all.
My views have bocome much bolder
My head of snow means not the cold
Of my soul, ist plains I've walked upon

There, there are no storms of a playful wind to be found, none;
all is well-tended, all flourishes, thrives.
Only the past’s long echo keeps
the heart from resting.  

Young I am no more, It's not a pity
While there are plenty of feelings in the chest
And one still desires to participate in everything

My body and my thoughts they have changed; 
the scope of my life, my place in it as well 
But something drives me, without end,
To the place from whence I have just come.

The power of my ego is now in exile 
The meaning of answers is now reduced to naught.
My heart does not stand still in anticipation...
like the first exhale, "I love you"


Young I am no more/ Не молод я

"What a pity, I was not better. And I won't become it anyway." My fathers poem for my mother after 25 years of marriage. 

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Ivan