Say goodbye

The daisies in the drizzle, the wet steps

I'm about to wave goodbye

As a desperate wisp of smoke, far away from home

Oh, the person who comes to me

She's so old

When you grow old, will you be like her

As if nothing had happened

Passing a bed of greens

I'll say goodbye to her too. I'm convinced that when you're old

I am no longer of this world

For it, I carry love, with boredom

Like a piece of scrap iron

Saying goodbye to the happiness that was wrought

In the long hours, just rusting