another sun is rising without you.
Another morning has come for someone,
but not for me.
Another spring without roses
and another winter of snow.

My dear, dear friend,
how many months has it been
since my soul was young?
How many days have passed
since I did not yet understand?

My dearest friend,
if only I was ready to listen
I would never let them take you
or let you go into the unknown.
I would tell you I understand,
I would tell you not to go yet
or I would go with you.

Dear friend,
in your peaceful sky
you must be happier.
I forgive you for leaving me.
Forgive me for letting go.

My dear, dear friend,
one summer morning
we shall meet again.