Music by Adi Stoenescu
Lyrics by Marta Popovici
I used to feel like a man on a tiny rope
So tense, desperately searching my scope.
I used to feel like a man on a tiny rope.
I used to cry at night for all the things I did not do
I used to force myself to do things when I didn't want to.
I used to chase my dreams so hard they ran away from me,
Ambitions fooling me, but now I see
I'm young again
And so I'll stay.
My spirit, unburdened by regrets of yesterday
And so I'll play!