A week ago you said to me: “Do you believe I’ll never be too far?
If you’re lost, just look for me, you’ll find me in the region of the summer stars.”
The fact that we can say goodbye means we’ve already won,
A necessity for apologies between you and me, baby, there is none.
We had some good times, didn’t we?
We had some good tricks up our sleeves.
Goodbyes are bittersweet, but it’s not the end:
I’ll see your face again.
Rest in peace, Robin Twist. All the love.