Sometimes pass my times by walking on roads I don't no much about,

I see myself at background of someone's important life part; being a mare human.

All the beautiful faces passing by giving a glimpse at each other

have critical issues and difficulties in their lives

yet they are so different from each others.

     Then I meet her walking alone,

we are nameless faces for one another,                                                                                                                                                                                          waiting to be more than that

                                     if want .

On the way finding adventures we are all living 

                                       one.

Do we have been here before, but forgotten

                              Do we have been here before but have forgotten (?)