Oh my darling!
Let us be the ones who are brave.
Fight against the fate,
Be together and dig our grave.
Let us be the example,
the story, to those
who waits for the daylight,
Holding the divine petal of rose.
Oh! Darling, let us fight.
Let us be at the last stake,
Let us promise the verse
which two devoted swans would make.
Yes! My beloved!
Let us break the rule.
Let us make the Almighty smile
And make the fate a ‘fool’.
In phases of darks,
let us beat the agony.
Let us two be in one soul.
And let us make those despisers puny.
Let us take the risk,
let us tangle our hands in a hold
which is strong against the world.
Let us make a story which is not born to be sold.
Oh! My honey!
Let us make the eternal story,
which would possess hearts,
in this world of mockery.
Oh! My heartbeat!
Let us inhale and exhale together.
Like the blood is yours and veins are mine.
Let us fly like some sprinkled feather.
Let us be the ones,
where words are mine but voice is yours
and where the love is awaited
and the heart endures.
Oh! My love!
Even if we meet right before death
the lungs may crash
But let our hearts breathe.
That is our love.
A story, a myth.
Its a rebirth of love,
Beyond the human breath.
And! To the world!
To those who think, love is unsend.
Oh, what a fool you are!
We collide in our grave.
The beginning of an end.
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 9:12 AM UTC
Oh my darling!
Let us be the ones who are brave.
Fight against the fate,
Be together and dig our grave.
Let us be the example,
the story, to those
who waits for the daylight,
Holding the divine petal of rose.
Oh! Darling, let us fight.
Let us be at the last stake,
Let us promise the verse
which two devoted swans would make.
Yes! My beloved!
Let us break the rule.
Let us make the Almighty smile
And make the fate a ‘fool’.
In phases of darks,
let us beat the agony.
Let us two be in one soul.
And let us make those despisers puny.
Let us take the risk,
let us tangle our hands in a hold
which is strong against the world.
Let us make a story which is not born to be sold.
Oh! My honey!
Let us make the eternal story,
which would possess hearts,
in this world of mockery.
Oh! My heartbeat!
Let us inhale and exhale together.
Like the blood is yours and veins are mine.
Let us fly like some sprinkled feather.
Let us be the ones,
where words are mine but voice is yours
and where the love is awaited
and the heart endures.
Oh! My love!
Even if we meet right before death
the lungs may crash
But let our hearts breathe.
That is our love.
A story, a myth.
Its a rebirth of love,
Beyond the human breath.
And! To the world!
To those who think, love is unsend.
Oh, what a fool you are!
We collide in our grave.
The beginning of an end.