The guitar's been in the corner for a long time
Which reminds me dimly of the songs you used to sing for me
The apple of my eyes
You've just longed for flying
But as for me
My nightingale
Why can't I fly
following your wings
In the wind
I've known you well
Just tell a lie
Now it's the end
The choice sounds right
So I am fine
When the summer flowers shine like stars
I let you fly
Flapping your wings
Fluffing out your feathers
I've never seen you so glad
Time to free you
Tears go with the breeze
But I'm smiling for losing
My nightingale
Why can't I fly
following your wings
In the wind
I've known you well
Just tell a lie
Now it's the end
The choice sounds right
So I am fine
So I'm fine
The end is right
And I'm fine
I'm fine