Here comes the saddest part
The seasons are passing one by one
So gather moments while you may
Collect the dreams you dream today
Remember, will you remember
The times of your life?

Do you remember, baby
Do you remember the times of your life?

I feel blue not because of the past.
I am so depressed,
for the stand I am on for the time being 
and there is no vision to achieve.

I have to give my thanks to many good fellows 
who have helped me out these days.

It's ironic that the one who dipped my soul into darkness 
tries hard to help me out as well.

When shall I return and be myself again?
As you see me stand tall 
and say it out loud:  
After all, tomorrow is another day!