You will regret the invitation
and the opportunity before you shone.
I will regret the deception
and that I ever happened to meet you.
Everyone will go steep on the road
in the hope that we can meet.
And if by chance, in a moment, we see,
we will pass without looking.
The lilac will still smell like that.
But without feeling his scent,
we will turn away your heads with carelessness,
as absolute strangers.
Goodbye and Kisses ...