And then we'll meet them again .. drinking a martini ... or maybe we will not meet anymore.
Every one with his trip (life)
you will be engrossed in your thoughts while you'll wait for tomorrow.
You, with your black eyes, who listened to me without laughing.
Still in front of me
Now we are far, now the emotions and situations that will never come back.
And you, who knows where you are now.( I forgot.....).
Life is not only cars
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