A Forgotten Old Guitar

Put your fingers on my strings again

I'm missing that touch,

Feel me warm around your body

Like those of our old days.

Let's make once more a beautiful sound

Sing to me the songs of your heart again

My master, my best friend...

Oh how I wish we could still be the same as how we were before

But all things that's left now was just the memories I keep on holding to

The memories I wish you can remember too.

Cause now I'm no more than but a forgotten old guitar…