Today like any other day, Walking absorbed through the station of memories..., I watched, looking back All the way down that path, Full of magic dust That exuded loneliness and true love. Today like any other day, Walking alone through the station of memories..., I think we are all victims of time And that there will not be a second chance. I think that time awakens time And today for the season of memories The only one who got off was me and my thoughts.