Its nights like tonight I wish the world wasn't vast,
All of us spread out to the four corners without care,
See if we weren't, maybe I'd be in your arms at last.
Ah, to dream such a dream, only I would dare.

Our lives are cruel, for I may die without seeing you.
This thought is so harsh, and yet it is true.

Though I should feel so lucky for you I have known,
And that we were born at this time, on this place.
That through these transmissions, our love it was shown,
With these kind words, I now weave with grace.

Yes, truly we're lucky, lucky indeed.
For this is the place we met first,
reached out to another in need.
Now I see we really aren't cursed.