Magic of the history really touched the heart
It's so disappointing when one can't be the part
Of those magic moments someone told about
Magic of the history really touched the heart

I wish to remember 1969
But I was born in my own time
I wish to feel glory of the modern days
History's repeating anyway

Who will tell our children the stories of the past?
About our smiles, about our cries
About all our wisdom, that son must tell his son
Magic of the history it's the story of your own