I’m not running around the town
I’ve already found a better opportunity
All I have to do is to wait for you
All I have to do is to sit under your tree

When I look at you with my begging eyes
When I look at you, silent answer is “no”
But one day, I know, you will sing a song
But one day, I know, you will let it go
Let it go!

I’m not running around the town
And I think I heard the sound of opportunity
I can hear the crow singing his swan song
I can hear he finally let it go
His song can change the weather
And I see my red fur becoming a black feather
It may be not today but I’m afraid it will come
I’ll sing the same song and let it go
Let it go!