Separated by the shadows, casted by these mountains, we are distant, we are fractional;

With our hearts yearning for each other, aware of the heights they have to climb, still, they try;

They seek each other, to solidify and to see those shadows melting under the divine light;

Anticipating the moments of despair, one heart pledges its swear;

“Oh beloved, the light of my life,

There will come times when you’ll cry because you’re lonely, but I want you to know I like you desperately.

Privilege me to bring the fourth smile back from the dense maze to embrace your loving face.

I will gather my strengths to conquer this mountain and will climb this impossible climb, don’t lose faith in me.”