Forget

Did you know that tomorrow would be morning? 
Did you know that tomorrow would be day? 
Did you know that it wouldn't be empty 
In my soul which I lost then, come what may? 

And I'll never forget how you screamed yet, 
How you woke up in the morning and smiled back. 
But life goes in circles, 
One careless step, and there you go— 
Instead of you, holding my hand, 
I see a short inscription on the grave, though. 

No need for tears and for regrets, 
I'll go at night to the balcony, 
Spread my arms and turn my body 
                To the wind so wild and free. 
Now I'll shout the name of the person 
Who gave me a piece of himself, you see. 

No need for tears and for regrets, 
I'll go again on that platform 
And sit again on that old bench, 
And I'll count those minutes once more 
That I waited for you then, forlorn. 

Rush cities, countries, 
Rush mountains and huge white clouds, 
But I'll never see again 
The same one who made me proud. 

I'll go all the ways, 
I'll swim all the rivers 
Which we both dreamed of sailing, 
Only to end up meeting another woman 
And forgetting the love we were hailing.