i shall leave my hometown when it turns dusk
i shall bring with me a bag
where i've packed what little memories i have
with nary a backward glance, i took to the long road under the distant sky
from here on i shan't cry
i set out with that resolution in my heart
the northern sky embraces me
informing me the whereabouts of the person i want to meet
those days of crying by the window
will start to change now, good-bye
in this town
many people come and go
they hardly even know
one another's name nor face
everything seems new
i run, leaving my dreams forgotten
my little, white words
do not reach anybody in town, not even you
those days of crying by the window
will start to change now, once more