Letra de
Lament

The choice was mine and mine completely,
I could have any prize that I desired.
I could burn with the splendour of the brightest fire,
or else - or else I could choose time.
2. Remember I was very young then,
and a year was forever and a day.
So what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?
I saw the lights and I was on my way.
And how I lived! How they shone !
But how soon the lights were gone!