I wonder What'll happen when i die,
Did my departure make someone cry,
If yes, then I felt little more satisfied,
That I'll be missed when I'm not on their side.

Everyone's time is limited
I know it just my will end too soon,
There's numerous stars out there
But i wanted to be someone's moon.
My eyes were always clear
But sometimes my words might be rotten,
But i still tried my best everytime
So i won't be forgotten.

Looking back at that short time i had
I felt I'm maybe quite a selfish guy,
Always cheerful and being carefree
I'd never admire this beautiful life.
Summer of my life is over
And this can possibly be my last autumn,
Maybe...