Remember
I have slept in the maze of freedom
I have run all the paths of defeat
I have seen all the trembling tingles of affection in fright
I have walked all the beams of a flickering light
of a candle flame
Dancing like an orphan moth,
no one to blame
Day comes and day goes by
And each evening brings all my memories back
Once I knew the destination and departure lane
But when it comes to it
I forget, what I should pack
I have run all the paths of defeat
I have seen all the trembling tingles of affection in fright
I have walked all the beams of a flickering light
of a candle flame
Dancing like an orphan moth,
no one to blame
Day comes and day goes by
And each evening brings all my memories back
Once I knew the destination and departure lane
But when it comes to it
I forget, what I should pack