Seen from the height of a
the earth looks the same as it did.
How is it we can fly faster than day,
but we can't find the things we need?
Young man, said the old man,
let the youth in your heart be at rest.
We may all be dead in a year or a day
When the devil is put to the test
The day of creation was our finest hour,
it's something we ought to defend.
since the first day of life,
that no glory can come in the end.
Young man, cry the old man,
there is victory in staying alive.
And if you care so little
Can't we try and let the past go by
With its lessons firmly settled in our minds
To our children one by one,
and before the darkness comes
Let us leave a world full of light
The truth they should meet,
and with love their heart should beat.
solve the problems of our time.
It wouldn't be so hard to do,
it's only up to me and you.
Let us not bequeath a life that is a crime
See from the heart of our Alma Mater
The others have said what they did
However we give love less than they gave
But we can't buy the things we need
Young man, cry out the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead in a year or a day
When the devil is brought to the test
Oh, young man, cry the old man
Let the youth in your heart be at rest
We may all be dead in a year or a day
When the devil is brought to the test