On the humid streets of the summer night
Carelessly placed are
The red sky, the streetlights
And the far away whistle sounds

Where did they go? The birds that flew low
The painful times like the soon-to-fall rain

This street where we said goodbye
This street where you said I’m sorry

Now many things have changed

Goodbye to the sad times now
Goodbye to the beautiful you
If you walk in this darkened city
The many days of when we used to love
Remain as traces

Goodbye to the sad times now
Goodbye to the beautiful you
If you walk in this darkened city
Will the days of when we used to love come back?

Thinking about it, thinking about it