ENDLESS MYRIADS OF MUSTS

Here i am sitting fresh and young
It seems like the world is open to me
Every door i knock, every step i take
Is a small adventure - i am totally free

Time is a dreadful thing - it passes by
Taking away my youth, my freedom and my soul

I fall

And finally, my youth [bad word] the matter of the past
I am like many others - forever tired and depressed
Doing what i dislike and hating everyone i see
So long, my liberated soul!
And i fall

Under endless myriads of musts
Everywhere i look are obligations and restraints

Time is a dreadful thing - it passes by
Taking away my youth, my freedom and my soul

i fall Under endless myriads of musts
Everywhere i look are obligations and restraints

Eternal youth and not less
I'd be its slave to the grave
Tasting life in every possible way
As if it is my last breath