Tinerete fara batrînete

... and the memories are dim, believe you me. I remember some gigantic fellow reclining on the hills with a spinning wheel, calling himself Father Time, whom we meet twice; I remember our hero capturing some fellow who protests, "You can't do this to me! I am the prince of liars! My father is the king of liars!!" to no avail. I remember someone climbing into a tower to rescue a princess, and something about a flower that changes color (shades of Korda's "Thief of Baghdad," as well as innumerable fairy tales worldwide, even the Tepozton cycle). That's about it. As best I recall, I saw it with my mother in either 1971 or 1972, and it didn't play in terribly many theaters. I never knew it was Romanian (!).