Goodbye is not a farewell word
But a distant promise until a new meeting
Even if I leave a lingering attachment in the place where my dreams were
My heart is cold
Even if I want to hold you for hours
Even if I want to warm your cold cheeks
The city is a hurry that counts the seconds
Love is in a concrete basket
If you get tired of the love you casually meet
Surely you'll return to me
Turn the men you loved into memories
Someday you can remember me
Even in a corner of your heart, leave a small memo
Your suitcase is full
Of a heavy luggage called hopes
Surely you'll carry it lightly
Showing a smile
Turn the men you loved into brilliance
Someday you can remember me
Even in a corner of your heart, leave a small memo