Memory.
Turn your face to the moonlight
Let your memory lead you
Open up, enter in.
If you find there the meaning of what happiness is.
Then a new life will begin.
Memory. All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days;
I was beatiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was.
Let the memory live again.
Burnt out ends of smoky days,
the stale, cold smell of morning.
The street lamp dies, another night is over,
another day is dawning.
Daylight. I must wait for the sunrise,
I must think of a new life
and I mustn't give in.
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too
and a new day will begin.
Sunlight, through the trees in summer
Endless masquerading.
Like a flower as the dawn is breaking.
The memory is fading.
Touch me. It's so easy to leave me
all alone with a memory
of my days in the sun.
If you touch me I'll understand what happiness is.
Look, a new day has begun.
