Those were the days when the world was mine. Those were the days when the world was mine.

The poem cherishes the childhood memories The poem cherishes the childhood memories

We all recall the days, Where we were out all day, We all recall the days, Where we were out all day,

Lucky are those Who repose Trust in god And walk on road Lucky are those Who repose Trust in god And walk on road

Then its your time to run again Even though the work is lot and strain Then its your time to run again Even though the work is lot and strain

Do you know, the stillness around, While peaceful, inviting even a pin-drop- Do you know, the stillness around, While peaceful, inviting even a pin-drop-