The sun and the moon meets;
the water and stream flows deep;
Like this feeling inside my heart that fleets;
Burning, my heart starts to reap;

And just like the eclipse;
people all stare with awe;
not knowing that time slowly slips;
by and by we cherish this last straw.

But even when no one can remember,
how we fought and grieved;
this love will never falter;
for it will always know how to forgive.