Memories

2002

Time is running.
No one knows how long a second, a minute, a day really is.
Time is running.
And we, we alway try to escape from it.


So schnell, so schnell.
Und doch will eine Erinnerung immer bleiben.
Erinnerungen sind wie Kletten.
Aber scheinbar nur die Schlechten unter ihnen.


I want to forget you.
But i can not.
And I will not before you'll tell me the truth.