Maybe, someday we would meet again,
curious to know about each other.
Those curious gazes will return,
with the same passion,
within which our souls would burn.
The rising sun would be witnessed
with the fragrance of your love,
and the cozy evenings
would be spent in your arms.

Maybe, someday we would quarrel again like Tom and Jerry,
and end those fights with sweet nothings.
Finding excuses to meet each other,
we would spend our days in restlessness.
Our romantic talks would never end,
and with each passing moment
we would be more in love with each other.

Maybe, someday we would again dream about 'us',
and make promises of 'together forever'.
Maybe, that day you would truly be mine and I be yours.
Maybe, that day should never come.
Maybe, that day would never come.