If this is our last night, let us sing and be merry,

The world moves too fast, so let's try to dance slow,

I’ll look into your eyes with no future in mind,

I will hold on to tonight, as long as it lasts

For tomorrow is coming too soon.

If this is our last night, let the tragedy of love be divine,

For we love for too long but lose in no time,

I can memorize you tonight, and try to hold on to your ghost,

But I feel the magic tonight has already begun to go,

For tomorrow is coming too soon.

Every night must end, and the joy we must surrender,

The sirens continue to sound, and destruction does not wait,

For I can't forget that this war claimed you long ago,

And the train will be awaiting your presence,

For tomorrow has come too soon.