歌詞

When I was a child

Studying for exams

Was very hard for me

I worked so hard

Trying to memorize

So many things

One day

My grandfather saw me studying

And said quietly

You think

Remembering things

Is difficult, don’t you?

But you know

Forgetting

Can be even harder

My grandfather

Was always a quiet man

Sometimes

He would tell a small joke

When he spoke of memories

They were always

About the hobbies he loved

He had a sense of grace

And a quiet dignity

To my young eyes

He seemed wonderful

Now that I look back

I realize

My grandfather carried

Terrible memories

Scenes like hell

He endured them silently

All alone

When I remember him

I pray

That such suffering

Will one day

Disappear from this world