My first memory: your beauty shocks me
I throw my guitar and my father yells at me
My mother says: that's my sinner
and consoles as we walk in the moonlight

My second memory: Your eyes taunt me
I ran from that place and the danger of the time
I asked you if you, would always be mine
You replied: Look to the moon, a man's already arrive there

There were times when happiness came through anger
we laughed at everything, and burned whatever came to us
there was nothing left , but to hug our grief
and say:
Yesterday was allright,Yesterday was allright,Yesterday was allright,
and tomorrow will be too.

It's difficult for me to concentrate, your beauty still haunts me
It's hard to say it's a shame, or maybe.
Instead I dance and say to the moon: Come down
and blame my pain on the world.

Sometimes I forget how I started looking at the moon.
When you forget you are really lost.
There's rain in the sky,
and meanwhile no moon.
When it appears, together we will disappear.

There were times when happiness came through anger
we laughed at everything, and burned whatever came to us
there was nothing left , but to hug our grief
and say:

Yesterday was allright,Yesterday was allright,Yesterday was allright,
and tomorrow will be too.