When the rays of ochre shine over trees
And the gleaming heat surrounds the seas
My heart skips a beat and beams
Despite the wedging hills and ravines
Could you be mine? Could you be mine?

When a breeze gathers the clouds atop
I remember the mist and earth encloakedAmidst that pearly mass of vapours
Stung in the sky, a country lingers
Despite the sketchy unsure outline
Could you be mine? Could you be mine?

When the sea labours in a full-moon light
The tidal waves leap to touch the sky
The ceaseless turmoil, the desire to uncoil,
The passion buried under a hardened soil
Despite the disparities, the match is pristine
Could you be mine? Could you be mine?

Oh! The dreamy, impractical heart!
All your schemes will meet the dirt!
History is replete with such longings divine
But in real-world, souls never combine
Despite the bitter truths and doctrines
Could you be mine? Could you be mine?