* It’s time for goodbye, to my romance, goodbye
Those times feel like it was only yesterday
Now goodbye, to my romance, goodbye
Even the waiting was beautiful, and even the trembling of the first time
Now goodbye, though it’s sad, goodbye
My memory

I was looking through my sister’s yearbook
I see the picture of that senior who was class president of 3rd year, class 1
It’s been a while

When lunch time came, I sat by the window
As I watched you, who seemed so cool like a basketball star
It was really nice

* Repeat

I was a first year so seniors seemed so high up there
It was so hard to even say one word to him
Though we were only two years apart

In one of my notebooks, the name of that senior is filled inside
I had no courage to tell him how I felt
But my heart rushed just by seeing his name

Is he married now? Does he remember my name?
Is he still living in that town like before?
Did he get any taller from before?
I want him to remain as a good memory

Goodbye, to my romance, goodbye
Those times feel like it was only yesterday
Now goodbye, to my romance, goodbye
Even the waiting was beautiful, and even the trembling of the first time
Now goodbye, though it’s sad, goodbye
My memory

* Repeat