Softly I will depart from you
please wipe away your tears from the corners of your eyes
in the long suffering, in the days of the future
beloved, don't cry for me
the road ahead is dreary and fuzzy
please wish me well with a smile
although I'm facing the wind, although I'm under the rain
amidst the wind and rain I'm thinking of you
In the days when I don't have you
I will cherish myself more
In the years when there's no me
you have to take care of yourself
you ask me when I'll come back
I quietly ask myself the same too
it's not this time, I don't know when
I think it will probably be around winter
it's not this time, I don't know when
I think it will probably be around winter