Daylight, see the dew on the sunflower, And a rose that is fading. Roses wither away. Like the sunflower I yearn to turn my face to the dawn. I am waiting for the day!
Now old Dueteronomy, just before dawn, Through a silence you feel you could cut with a knife, Announces the cat who can now be reborn, And come back to a different Jellicle life.
Memory, turn your face to the moonlight. Let your memory lead you, Open up, enter in. If you find there the meaning of what happiness is Then a new life will begin.
Memory, all alone in the moonlight, I can smile at the old days, I was beautiful then. I remember the time I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
Burnt out ends of smoky days, The stale cold smell of morning. A street lamp dies, another night is over, Another day is dawning!
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise! I must think of the new life, and I mustn’t give in. When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too, And a new day will begin.
Sunlight through the trees in summer, Endless masquerading!
Like a flower as the dawn is breaking,
The memory is fading!