My youth, I could not drag it
I could not bring it with, so I ended up without
The house was razed, the spark was dowsed
The looks have gone but I soldier on
I'm halfway through
I'm halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do?Well, I came of age then I withdrew
Well, I came of age, then hithertoHalfway through
Halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do
Now everything is overdue?The mirror needn't bother
For I'll never know tomorrowWell, I came of age then I withdrew
Well, I came of age, then hithertoHalfway through
Halfway through
Oh, where to go and what to do
Now everything is overdue?
Composição: Jerome Tcherneyan.
