Two lovers walking;
A farewell bade.
One seeks the sun,
the other shade.
Once fingers laced,
now parted hands,
are taking paths
toward different lands.
These parting hearts
feel bittersweet,
for fate has reserved
a future meet.
Two lovers walking;
A farewell bade.
One seeks the sun,
the other shade.
Once fingers laced,
now parted hands,
are taking paths
toward different lands.
These parting hearts
feel bittersweet,
for fate has reserved
a future meet.