Sinfonia Imortal

We both are a deck of cards
Rays of sun through the crack
In the scores of love
Emerging in the shine of the instruments
Like a shadow, a lament
A setback of pain

Never did the string of destiny
Make our love wanderer
Wandering in vain chords
And peace was perfect harmony
Until the day arrived
When we were off-key

When love goes out of tune
The notes that prevail
Longing and disillusion
But if the conductor is indeed
Puts a pizzicato on the staff
Resolves the situation
What I desire after all
Is to make of our lives
An immortal symphony
What I desire after all
Is to make of our lives
An immortal symphony