Far back in my childhood In a distant time of bliss Thoughts and dreams Have encircled me And I never wanted to miss Nothing more but memories Are the days of unconcern The scent of lovely daisies Now gone but not yet lost Born from hope Trails to the horizon The source of all good in me Calls on my heart Not risen to be a memory Childhood's like a treasure To protect for a lifetime Like the gift to overlook Dark chapters on my way Born from hope Trails to the horizon The source of all good in me Calls on my heart Not risen to be a memory Rapture turned to loneliness Joy changed to hatred To avoid all my fears I have chosen the path of exile