My tears will dry ,

My tears will dry , my wounds will heal
And every memory will vanish
The music will end , the guitar will be out of tune

And so day by day , it is so
I forget a little everyday
I can feel it , leaving

Time keeps passing by,
I tell myself : Be not anxious of the future
The future

My tears will dry , my wounds will heal
Time will pass
And you will be nothing in a distant memory.