Swing, swing back to my childhood
Nearby the banian
Innocence sleeps on the leaves
Falling, falling,
With no end
Swing, swing back to my youth
On the mean street
Passions run in full speed
Crushing, crushing,
With no name
Swing, swing foward to my old age
In a rocking chair
Past renews in deadly pace
Hovering, hovering
With no aim
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