In the Multiverse's library full of images and words
Surrounded by the shelves of the akashic records...
Not only are you forever alive, and never leaving,
But every moment of us two is also never-ending.
I'd trade a thousand heartbeats for one glance from you,
A thousand lives for one single night? Yes, I'd still do
Please don't tell again that we have no future in reality,
Because you're part of me, and can not die in me...
I'll never be ready to leave these gardens of memory,
The only places where you still are, part of my story.