If we could meet again
I would leave you my note
Mild rain, big smiles,
Strange tones of English, and
Houses painted by mountains and the lake
If we could meet again
I would leave you my name
No hurry to get off the train
The little time we shared
Peaceful and safe, my friend
Taking photos like catching a dream while awake
Like fighting against time that slides into the end of youth
Let us dream now, my friend, and meet again