Take me back to the childhood, where black is black and white is white.
Where people are different, the whole world is different: so bright, simple and kind.
Take me back to the childhood, to the start full of hopes, golden hearts and true words.
Where impossible’s nothing the limits unknown and believe in brave heroes warms up pure soul…
Take me back to the childhood, where suffer is unseen, betrayals – a bad dream and all the illusions seem to be real.
Where laughter through tears is not of a rule, and accepted is only what’s fair, not rude.
What a time! And it’s lost.
All has gone…
Doors are closed.