Lyrics and Music by Bernd Harmsen we speak their law, we use their words although their buildings crumble their ancient roads still lead the way on which we walk and stumble whole nations speak a language that very much is theirs much more than we may think we are the Romans' heirs they've left their traces over many places unfazed by diff'rent cultures, diff'rent races they've left their traces a Facebook page, a mail account that have been left deserted unanswered posts on sev'ral boards that look like ill concerted a man who once was bustling thriving, vivid, blithe silenced now forever in his prime of life he's leaving traces over many places postings, pictures, thoughts in hyperspaces he's leaving traces a proud old man, a baby boy his long-awaited grandson descendant, heir to a long line who will in the long run set up his sep'rate fam'ly pass on his genes and name maybe eventually he'll even come to fame he's leaving traces over many places the ancestry is showing in their faces they're leaving traces we're here on earth for a short visit we're doing well to make the most of it bringing forth human achievements so future generations benefit we're leaving traces all over the places intended, unintended, in all cases we're leaving traces
