Each beat of time brings us slowly closer,
And fate whispers: "You will meet again."

Miles of roads, oceans of longing,
But the melody persists, it doesn’t lose its intensity.
Our souls dance on the frequency of desire,
Believing that love is the thread that keeps us in the same rapture.

Memories are notes, moments are chords,
And invisible harmony guides us along these crooked paths.
No matter how far we are from each other,
Love is the score that writes our story.

And when we finally meet, it will be like a drop,
The explosion of feelings, the ecstasy that doesn't stop.
For love transcends maps, flies beyond the horizon,
And distance becomes just a note in our song.