There is no chance, there are appointments.

There is no chance, there are appointments,
not a coincidence going to my destiny,
love in the palm of hands, peaceful approach
brought deep inside, blazing intuition,
beautiful and pure adventure,
one that reveals the beauty and the childhood
the depths of the soul buoyed by the joy and the sweetness of life.
It is the beginning of summer, Paris is a sound
rocking like the sea, I go to the rendez-vous,
in the thick smoke, In me the world shakes
I'm a refugee in a corner observing from far the swaying crowd.
but the imminent shock, sublime and blinding, happens without warning.
I walk and I see you, you just like me
an unseen planet as the modesty of the heart,
a serene confidence
and the more you open up to me
and the more I realize I open slowly
and the more I open myself to you
and the more I realize you slowly open yourself.
It was a long way and many pitfalls before that
It was a long way, many mirages before it is
It is no coincidence, it is our appointment, not a coincidence.