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[Lyrics: David Quicho] Generations come, generations go The sun goes up and down again My eyes are not tired of seeing Neither my ears to hear What it was, that will be What was done, it will be done There´s no memory of those who are gone Neither of those who will come The twisted cannot be straightened What is missing cannot be counted Where wisdom flows, sorrow grows If you gather science, pain is increased Pleasure is vanity And laughter is madness The wise man has eyes on his forehead And the blind in ignorance will live And to my soul I ask If it can the wind catch Aus Songtexte Mania