Yesterday I thought in saying goodbye to you
and I lacked the bravery
and is that there was so much love in your eyes.
How easy is to say goodbye!
how easy to forget!
how hard it will be for us two!
Who will sing to you with this guitar?
Who will make it sound when I'm not around?
Who will give color to your house and warmth to your bed?
Who will make love to you?
Who would cross out my address
from your blue notebook
filing my story in a box?
And you. What will you do, where will you go?
Maybe you'll forget me
and put the guitar in a corner