The past echoes in the present,
And it reverberates even into the future,
I remember you friend.
We once met in a garden,
(Of which I can't recapitulate)
You were sitted far from me.
Yes it should be you,
(But am now not sure)
It was you that I saw,
(Or am I thinking it?)
Or probably not,
(Maybe it was someone like you)
Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No.
(Was it really you I saw?)
Tell me friend,
Sorry I meant "Stranger"
Was it you?
Can you remember me?
Well if you cannot recall me,
And since am unsure too,
I apologize for the misconception.
Would you at least try to remember this face,
You probably might see me again,
And then my doubts and your puzzled look,
All will be forgotten.
And then we can both say "Amigos"
Without anyone being hurt.
