it's time my friend
It's time, my friend, it's time! The peace is craved by hearts... Days flow after days -- each hour departs a bit of life -- and both, you and I, plan a long life, but could abruptly die. The world hasn't happiness, but there is freedom and peace. And long have I daydreamed the life of bliss -- and long have planned, a tired slave, the flight to the removed abode of labor and delight.