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I am not, that good anymore, and maybe |
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I never was, |
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But I'll play my heart out for you, one more time. |
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For in my old age, all |
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I can do is play for you a song from my youth. |
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So let me share my gift, with you once more, |
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Just like we had in the past, so many times before. |
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My hands may shake, my muscles are weak, |
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I'm not strong as |
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I used to be. |
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But still |
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I will play for you, and leave you with a song, |
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For when you have music you're never alone. |
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Let me share my gift, with you once more |
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Just like we had in the past, so many times before |
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The song of redemption is all that |
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I am, For in the end, the music is all that |
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I have. And though it feels incomplete, the deadline has come for me. |
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I must present to you, |
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My 'masterpiece'... |
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For time is short in my condition, the song of redemption |
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Will be the final composition, from this tired musician. |
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Please give me your attention and |
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I will remedy, this silent tension |
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And I hope that you will remember, |
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I hope the memories will leave a lasting impression |
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Of me, when |
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I'm gone. |
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Gone. After |
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I am gone. |
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I don't need to concentrate, |
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I can close my eyes. |
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And though you'll hear this song but once, |
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I've rehearsed it, a thousand times. |
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But what will you say, after |
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I'm done? |
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After I've attempted to play the song of redemption. |
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And what will you say, after |
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I'm gone? |
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After I've attempted to play the song of redemption. |
