An Old Story

I'll tell you an old story
Of two people worthy
Of love through destiny
But doomed to live seperately.

Once, long ago, they vowed
When the sun would rise through clouds
To meet again
And lift this evil ban.

No matter wherever or whenever the day
Nothing would cross their way;
Death nor life would shatter
Their hope to find eachother.

Yet generations apart,
Time they could not outsmart,
For the life that merely began
Could never hold on to an old man.

This old story is yet unfinished,
Just like as they once have wished.

1992