Farewell - Kitsch

You told me once,

You wish that we’d met when we we’re young,

I wish that we’d met when we’re young.

Farewell,

my friend.

Farewell.

Under the moon we raised our glasses to our past and your children,

You had a life cut so short,

One more name for the family tree.

Grateful for the time we had, the space we shared, the conversation,

I feel you all around me, finally you’re set free.

Under the moon,

Under the moon,

Under the moon,

Under the moon.

Farewell,

my friend.

Farewell.

So here we stand, for you my friend,

In distant lands, the end begins.

Here we stand,

For you my friend.

One more name for the family tree,

One more name for the family tree,

(Farewell)

One more name for the family tree,

One more name for the family tree,

(My friend)

One more name for the family tree,

One more name for the family tree,

(Farewell)

One more name for the family tree,

One more name for the family tree.