When for a moment two trains meet face to face
And then run to their own destinations,
You flash in my mind in hazy images
And shapeless faces flicker back to my mind.
What gain now to remember our meeting together
On those parallel rails in that very field,
(What use to drag on bygone time and date?)
Yet I hold on that time (I could easily forget).

If we ever meet again face to face
Will those hazy faces flash in our mind,
Will those words get eloquence in parting twilight
And all those forgotten joys suddenly revive
Like the days when in the distant past
They blossomed in the parallel rail lines.