we followed his steps time after time
even when he went away
nobody knows where
but far away from here
dreams and loves lefted back
home, friends, job, time
nothing tied him here
neither a body to pray
now he doesn't have a dream
now he does not want to sleep
he is the forgotten man
who deeply hurt you and me
wrinkles on his face
the snow landed on his head
lackluster eyes, looking straight
memories never will be the same
almost nobody remembers him
his path has nothing to bring
empty, old, cold hands
only breath in the wind
now he doesn't have a dream
now he does not want to sleep
he is the forgotten man
who deeply hurt you and me