Do you remember, dear old friend?
Young and free we were seat on the flowered grass,
Watching from the mountains’ tops the endless land
Whom seem a mirror from the pass.
Here, we spent all our journey, here we were happy!
Birds’ concert rises our soul to the heaven;
Unconcerned we were, like these clouds with no worry.
Silence and glad we were then.
O Offin my old friend, my other and same side,
Do you remember these endless times?
If you don’t, I do. Your breath, your voice slide
Into me like you’re my only true lifetimes!
F. NOUMARK WILFRIED KAMENAN