Do not come to mind,
Do not come to mind.
When your memory surfaces,
I become a madman.
In the valley of moments past,
I wander, lost, far away.
Do not come to mind,
Do not come to mind.
The lake, the waves, the boat,
The joy of youthful games,
The gathering lingers in my eyes,
Across, the little village.
How much this heart has suffered,
This much you do not know.
How days pass, weeping constantly,
Day and night, this you don't know.
Do not come to mind,
Do not come to mind.
What punishment you've given me,
At what turning did you leave?
Living here is hard, but
Dying is also a hardship.
How well you loved,
Gave me the gift of wounds.
Day and night, they torment me so,
Those moments that have passed.
Do not come to mind,
Do not come to mind.
When your memory surfaces,
I become a madman.
In the valley of moments past,
I wander, lost, far away.
Do not come to mind,
Do not come to mind.
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