This is Sayonara, this is Sayonara
Lovely bird of youth
Searching for the truth of life and living
This is Sayonara, this is Sayonara
Crimson butterfly taking to the sky
To kill or be killed

Oh yes, I do believe in some things
Though changes make me think again
But some thoughts remain
Leaving a stain, I can measure pain

This is Sayonara, this is Sayonara
Fill me with your smile
I want the crooked mile of strange contortions
This is Sayonara, this is Sayonara
Simple flower sway, I slip thru' night and day
Held tight in a dream

This is Sayonara, this is Sayonara
Lovely bird of youth
Searching for the truth
This is Sayonara...