They faced right on a corner of the streets: He quickly run but suddenly a vision: He saw into the lights of evening sun His past... "without definition"... Her stylish dress - the skirt from empty gas Was raised by wind so funny for a moment, And in the fire of Her smilie eyes He caught so native and familiar movement ... And She passed quickly nodding pretty face As sunny blink, that gone so bright, but gently... Beyond a corner and beyond His sleep She gone away - Forgetting Him SO FRIENDLY....