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An amorous look at the window

The landscape that rushes by outside

How fast my life has gone by so quick

As if I got on yesterday

And yet how many changes have happened,

How many times I was sure I had got there

Settled down but then I had to leave again.

Now the only thing I’m waiting for is to get to my last station

From which you do not leave

But tell me: and if I was wrong?

How many dreams, how many hopes experiences to be lived,

The worry of leaving, starting to build your own life

plans, intentions, a lot of hard work, little responsibility

a longing to discover the world.

What will I find? Eternity? Or not? How will it be?

I’ve found during the journey that my time hasn’t been sufficient

That only half my dreams didn’t come true

It isn’t because of my duties and I’d do it one more time

A satisfied smile appears when a pleasant memory comes back in my mind.

What will I find? Eternity? Or not? How will it be?

The train I’ve left behind, I can hear it to leave for a new journey

The station is crowded, all these people like me will they be happy?

I see women , men , young people and children.

My life has gone by, my baggage now is in my hand.