Reminiscence in modo clasico
The Old Days, the Lost Days -- in the half-closed eyes of memory (and in fact)
they never marched across a calendar;
they huddled round a burning log,
leaned on a certain table, or listened to those certain songs.
There were so many of these moments that could never be captured accurately,
even in the camcorder, only in the heart.Every now and then my heart wanders back in time
and all those old feelings awaken the memories in my mind.