Every tune—an anchor of my memory1
I see my life in notes written on paper
I listen to all the songs of mine
And the past comes back to me
Years and days, as though it was yesterday
I have found my language through music
From my earliest years, I have lived for success
I feel my life in minutes and seconds
All our years, all our days
Have flown past so fast
But every feeling and every song
Remains forever
All our years, all our days
Made me happy
I write a last song
And look back gladly
I have met people, appreciated the applause
Today everything looks like a dream to me
Every tune has touched my heart
It is nice to look back
Years and days
Where will the journey go to?
I look at a blank sheet of paper
A chapter that comes to an end
But the future lies before me
All our years, all our days
Have flown past so fast
But every feeling and every song
Remains forever
All our years, all our days
Made me happy
I write a last song
And look back gladly
I look back gladly
And write a last song for my sake
All our years, all our days
Have flown past so fast
But every feeling and every song
Remains forever
All our years, all our days
Made me happy
I write a last song
And look back gladly
I write a last song for my sake
And look back gladly
1. Meaning 'Every tune/sound is rooted in my memory'