Under the cruise lights of the Danube River
Shouting Lucky Blackjack
The fun of the last three weeks
He was spending his time generously.
But such a brief meeting,
That dreamy, short date
Already, past midnight and into the early morning
They were approaching their scheduled farewell.
Like the final overture of emotion
Immersed in the dance of Brahms,
From gypsies to Csardas
Every melody was so beautiful.
Separated by the cold dawn air
Facing each other on parallel rails
Anyway, our farewell is
In the end, I was left on the regret of parting.
A lucky street canned beer you bump into.
With my last tears welling up
We embrace lightly
I was able to convey the warmth I had left.
Lifting the farewell of the Keleti Station platform
The kiss engraved on the cheek ends with
To the place each of us came from
I turned back and drifted away.
Sitting on the international train, seemingly dazed
Drawing the stained image on the tea hall
Speaking to myself, may you always be happy~
This is our fate!
Before I knew it, my face had faded.
Left in the lingering afterglow of Budapest
Already touching the little girl in my memory
Sometimes they will think of me…