If the years go by like a flash
After I have scattered your ash
From the fire into the placid river
And it carries away everything that existed before
Our happiness, hopes, and dreams,
The little plans we made sail away in streams.
If you should forget to remember me
And choose another avenue which I cannot see,
I will not forget you nor dismiss your memory
If you should return after a long journey.
And find me waiting in a tribal trance
Reminiscing the years of our romance
That time has already forgotten
And leave me only with a token
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