I packed my bag a hundred times
Never sure of being in the right place
I look at the world and I can't get used to it
Hideous and sublime at the same time
I ask myself a thousand questions a day
I'm a third of the way through
Is living old
Worth the detour?

We want to make history
Devour the world, haunt memories
The ego strays, so we fall
Through the mirror
From young and docile, we end up fossilized
Is thinking about tomorrow useful
Or trivial?

I'm ready to fight for another thousand years
And I'll do it for my children
Before, I was never afraid
Then I became a parent
I'm afraid of the future
Not mine, but theirs
Not of bonds, but of the worst
The seas rise, the flowers wither

The elders teach us
The kids annoy them
And all that won't change
The student is done, the dreams are done
No more "tell me, dad
You who lived a thousand lives
What do you say?
Is life lived in Paradise
Or down here?"

Now, but not later
Cherish the moment, sweep away the past
Some want to live old
It's a mistake, you have to live better
Now, but not later
Cherish people, sweep away regrets
Some want to live old
I don't have the time
So much the better

I packed my bag a hundred times
One day, they'll do it for me
And I won't even know
But it will be the last time
I never think about it, yet I should
Yet I know I'll cry
If I haven't lived by then

Grant me forgiveness
Throw me away if I rejected
What's the use of the power of words
If it doesn't serve the duty to love
To keep the intoxication of my youth
To keep my heart lit
Tell me the secret

It's now, but not later
Cherish the moment, sweep away the past
Some want to live old
It's a mistake, you have to live better
Now, but not later
Cherish people, sweep away regrets
Some want to live old
I don't have the time
So much the better

Some want to live old
I want to leave
Happy

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