An Invitation in the Sunlight

Literal version

Much like the seeds blown by the wind,

Still seeking the blueprints once promised to themselves.

We still call out the names we've invoked many times before,

To tell each other, which way we are to go.

We agreed,

Together towards the future,

An invitation from the sun,

Writing the future into a white reality.

We promised,

That in the brilliance of dawn,

We can still find each other.

Just like that summer day when we bid farewell,

There were gentle breezes, and there were white clouds.

Lyrical version

Resembles seeds in the wind's gentle sway,

Ever in search of the blueprint once promised in whispers.

Our names, called out time and time again, echo still,

As signposts to our destined paths.

In unison, we've pledged,

To journey together into the embrace of tomorrow.

An invitation etched in sunbeam's glow,

Transforms the future into a tapestry of pristine truth.

We've vowed,

At daybreak's tender illumination,

To find our paths converging yet again.

Evoking the scene of our summer's parting,

Caressed by soft breezes, under the watch of fluffy clouds.