Another late night in Tokyo,
I walk alone-
Footsteps slow on my journey,
as I give way to memories-
A fresh wave I feel in Tokyo,
wraps itself around my collar-
My heart flutters once again,
as memories pile up like waves on sand-
A street paved with beautiful nights,
walking back through steps in time-
The place we cherished and loved,
cafe that I wish I could recall-
Those people they come and they go,
they have burned a place in my mind-
The memory's flame will go on,
my heart will lay in Casablanca-
나래이션
Every trip is an journey.
Take your memories with you.
Never forget where you've been.
You always know where you're going.