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 becomes 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 must's 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