if fate permits us to be together,
when destiny tore us apart,
would your rush without fear?
nor listen to reason?
or would you cower and hide,
succumbing to confusion?
for fear of feeling hurt once more,
or would you rather run and hide?
give me your hand,
and let yourself go.
let me guide you,
where destiny cannot follow.
let me be your eyes to see,
where we should be,
the gods cannot stop us
on whom we give our love
