Fate crossed lovers meet
on opposing sides of the Milky Way,
Who are you to decide
they are not fated to be?
They walk in the path
drawn by the stars,
bare feet in the scorching sun
the burning scars
will be a remembrance.
Who broke the starway to Heaven?
I may just bungee jump
straight to Hell
to take you out,
I may cross fate,
swimm across the Styx river
to get you now.
Who broke the stairway to Heaven?
Would you meet me there?
In the cross-roads of the Universe,
pass the Magellanic Cloud,
where angels still sing aloud?
I may build an spaceship
or fly in the wings of a wingless Sputnik
and find you in the fated cross-road
where the moon and the sun meet,
we shall eclipse each other.
