We are not distant, nor that strange. Two sides of one mirror.
We hold a profound love, and a hidden flame on the inside.
We own a knowledge of forbidden secrets.
Do you remember that day?
We met after years of chaos.
Butterflies were born from the light of your eyes.
Yeah, I will never forget that happening.
We caused mayhem inside the tranquility of this retiring world.
It's not the end my beloved.
I need you in my life again, another enterprise, another love story.
Without me, you are a fallen star, doomed by total darkness.
You need to shine again, to feel the light.
My flames are anticipating to touch your clammy skin.