River Testo

So many yearsAnd the river flows downSo manyIt is hard to count themAnd so many yearsI am standing thereOn this stone bridgeNowLike sand flowsThrough my fingersThe water flows under meSo forgotten in the city smokeSo many yearsI've tried to find a photographTaken somewhere hereIt's a sad daySand through my fingersTimeSame old riverNowYouSmile