The last goodbye

I'm smoking the last one in the empty room

There is a trace of the bed on the floor

Smoke-stained walls

I'm feeling the flow of the time by seeing

At the trace of the poster

Lots of stories began here

I still remember clearly

Lots of stories ended here

I'll leave everything behind and move

This is the last goodbye

I’ll never come back again

Because this memories fades away beautifully someday

I'm smoking the last one in the empty room

There is a trace of the bed on the floor

Smoke-stained walls

I'm feeling the flow of the time by seeing

At the trace of the poster

Lots of stories began here

I still remember clearly

Lots of stories ended

I'll leave everything behind and move

This is the last goodbye

I’ll never come back again

Because this memories fades away beautifully someday

This is the last goodbye

This is the last goodbye