Aah aah a aah
Ohh ohh oh ohh
Ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo
Come and listen, I'll tell you a story
About some things, from long ago.
It's about a place, a place I knew well
Where I used to go.
I could see from the windows of the place
Chestnut trees lining up the path
And I would spend my day, there by myself, coffee in hand.
Spending the time recklessly,
Searching for tomorrows that couldn't be seen.
They were dreams that anyone would hope to achieve.
I was swept away by passionate winds
At a time when I was going through change
And I felt it from deep inside,
The meaning of time!
Remember the days...
Back in the day, we would even go,
Go to sleep on the side of the road.
No one had the means to go any place,
No where at all.
Out on the streets, no money to spend.
Just making ends meet and just getting by.
Had nothing of our own,
Tomorrow was all, all that we had.
People coming in and going out,
People dropping in that small lodging house.
Staying up all night,
Making noise 'til dawn and crashing asleep.
Every day our fires burned.
Like a storm our winds would churn.
We would run until we couldn't breathe,
So carried away!
Remember the days...
Aah aah a aah
Ohh ohh o ohh
Ooo ooo ooo
Ooo ooo
Take a look at this photograph.
It's one of the few that I heve left.
See the man right there with the stubbly face.
That man is you.
Some of those frends from those old days.
So many friends who went all the way.
I'm not really sure of where where they have gone or where they might be.
All of those days, those days of the past.
Were they just empty and meaningless?
That is something that no one could ever say.
Even today and in the same way
I'm still searching for this unfinished dream.
I keep going on and keep running strong some place!
Remember the days!