Drifting in Tokyo. Cliff’s Technicolor Dream

Where is he, the vagabond?
Always drifting always solo
Where will he be tomorrow
Only the wind and his girls may know
He’s the Tokyo drifter
Drifting, drifting on and on,
Till memories of Tokyo are gone

If I die, I’ll die like a man
For me, loyalty comes before love
I’m a Tokyo drifter
The wind and the moon live alone
And a drifter like me lives alone
I don’t know where my grave will be                                                                                          

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