Those days are gone The world was in my hands No regret in these words Nor in my thoughts After all in those days I learnt to jump over the puddles Noticing the sky The trembling sky Erasing the ground behind Jump over puddles you find Here the ground becomes a new sky Fleeting visions come back to mind Able to reverse what comes to light Those days are gone The hopeful days in which We could touch the possibility to be Unaware of everything Of everything I'm trying to remember I was alive, I won't surrender I hold the sensation of no destination I'm trying to cross the lines of time I'm trying to learn Again to jump above The puddles without perceiving the ground I want to see the sky Jump over puddles you find Here the ground becomes a new sky Fleeting visions come back to mind Able to reverse what comes to light To reveal to you what's behind Looking down we all can decide To see the ground or the trembling sky