—————— Hey, I was thinking about something, and I wanted to talk to you about it. I wanted to ask why don’t we become strangers. Strangers, who meet up coincidentally, like travelling companions, or two persons sitting on the same bench at the railway station, waiting for two different trains. Why don’t we become just …
I was desperate with hunger So, I sold my comfort What a peculiar trade it was I became rich, but my soul remained poor But then appeared on horizon A mysterious little creature A little boy I saw, smiling like an angel What a splendid appearance, it was for a trader “Will you will you …