Someday in future,

I want we three to reunite,

indulge in silly mischiefs,

and again in those breathtaking fight.

Let's wander around the world,

with gushy hand in hand,

and dance beside the nearby road,

or sing in some live band.

we will play with snow,

when there will be snow fall,

and will trek around the hills,

amidst the timber so tall.

Let's meet next winters,

when christmas will be around,

and just hide in the camp,

where we cannot be found!