The fateful waltz

Under moonlight, someone drifts into the silence,
Gentle footsteps brush the stillness of my heartbeat.
When our eyes met, time dissolved like silver starlight,
Drawing me into a dream I can’t awaken from.



Hand in hand, the wind caresses all our shadows,
Singing softly as it carries every longing.
Though I know fate may tear our worlds asunder,
Still I choose to love you through the trembling night.



In the ballroom, violins whisper tender secrets,
Every heartbeat sways in time with every footstep.
In that moment, all the world stood still around us—
Two lost souls touching destiny together.



For love shines bright like falling stars above us,
Fragile flames that burn with endless devotion.
In a world shaken by sorrow and distance,
We still dance within this fateful waltz of ours.
And if someday all our paths drift apart,
I’ll softly say: “I will love you always.”


Even when winds carry you far from my story,
Still my heart recalls the night our fates collided.
Love remains here—living in each breath I treasure,
Calling your name through every silent twilight.


If another life returns us to this waltz again,
I’ll search the world until our hands meet once more.
Even for one fleeting dance beneath the starlight—
Just like the night… the night when love began.