for if one day,
one day,
we're destined to meet again
let's pretend, that you and I,
vous et moi,
are complete strangers
who stumble upon one another for the very first time.
for the history of us,
the you and I of the old renaissance,
the you and I,
who even made Paris and Helen envious
has ceased to exist.
that's what you've always wanted, isn't it?