Do you ever think of me?

If I never get lost in the land of return,

Do you ever think of me?

If you ever hear of my departure,

Will your heart ache a little?

When you leave, say goodbye with a smile on your face,

Don't throw a drop of water in my eyes.

Look up at the sky and say, among millions of stars,

Does anyone ever keep the news of one of them so much.