Tracktor Bowling Время

Time will arrange and set things right,
All that was shattered into dust.
A brand new life will bring the light,
Heal weary souls from mournful rust.

It's only when we lose our hold,
We start to value what we had.
It's only when we're getting old,
We learn to rush and not be sad.
How can we find the strength inside,
To carry on and cast no blame?
And simply let the memories hide
Forever?

And live!
Never ask again
To borrow from the time!
What can never be returned to you again...

If there's an easy path to take,
We run away from any plight.
It's easier to leave, to break --
Time will erase it from our sight.
The pain we feel can teach us all,
But do we need to know its ways?
Time heals the wounds when we may fall,
But won't return the bygone days...

It's only if you've never loved,
You can just let it go with ease.
It's only seeing death above,
You learn to live and find your peace.
It's easier to have no stake,
To give it all away right now,
So you will never have to break
Or lose it!

And live!
Never ask again
To borrow from the time
What can never be returned...
Don't wait!
And don't lie to fate!
But walk it on your own,
This uneasy path of life until the end...

And ask again to bring it back,
What can't return to you!
It's easier to leave the track,
Than see this journey through!

Time flies again, a string of endless, painful dread!
The fears, the worries, for the things that are not there!
The time that we can never, ever get it back!
It's easier for those who left than those who stayed to wait!
It's easier for those insane to justify their state!
There is no strength and there's no faith to walk this track!

And ask again to bring it back,
What can't return to you!
It's easier to leave the track,
Than see this journey of your life until the end...