Someday, somewhere, we will meet again.

I know we will.

I know this is not the end;

That castle of memories is still not built.

So much time we spent,

Holding ourselves back,

But I know this is not the end;

At some point, again cross will our tracks.

There is no such thing as a farewell.

I know there isn't,

Because I know this is not the end;

For the end is always pleasant.

Someday, somewhere, we will live the past again,

And let our hearts love.

I know this is not the end;

That castle of memories has to reach the sky and above.