Springtime of my life
my mother’s voice inside me
C’mon, it’s time to eat
she’s always there to guide me
her shoulder strong and near
she’ll never disappear.
Summer of my life
full blossom girl I found
dark beauty as she was
she made me turn around
changing my life from wild
to marriage and child.
Autumn of my life
I see the branches fall
the soul becoming grey
hearing the voices’ call
from friends who have just left
to not come back at all.
Winter of my life
the years that lay behind
were so full and rich
it all comes back to mind
I smile and don’t regret
a single day and yet
that little life I fear
will never reappear.
