An endless pursuit of an everlasting fruit
came to an end with the sound of thy flute
thy charming soul felt like a breeze
a moment of despair, an eternal peace
a perplexing thought, keeps me awaiting
I insist, let this hope floating
thou knew of the spirit that we shared
let its rays with me, be engraved
I am thee and thou are mine
let this be the end of time
