What if by chance we meet, embrace once more,
And to that place we go where no one sees
Or even knows, we quietly close the door
And shut away the winter's cooling breeze.
The scent of hyacinths still fills the hall
And welcomes us with memories of where
We both said our goodbyes and we'll recall
Unspoken words left hanging in the air
But if we meet, will winter turn to spring?
For what we were and what we might have been
When to this empty room, my love, you'll bring
Bouquets of flowers fresh and newly green
If in this chance encounter, you are true,
We may find love returns, from where it flew