Under the quiet lights of Budapest at night
When you’re blindly searching for relaxation
Like a movie, like a novel
Carrying a small backpack, we met.
I happened to run into it in front of the Basi shop window.
Because of empathy from the same perspective,
Stopping in my tracks and starting
Surprise body language that crosses borders.
Neat attire and a fair face
Stuttering English is not just a word,
Just a glance and feelings were enough.
A little luck, a beautiful time.
Only 10 minutes after meeting
Clumsy and different nationalities of the opposite sex
Just then, before the late dinner
We agreed to look around together
Already mistaken for a lover
Welcome from the tanned foreign chef
Warmth and warmth are spared.
An unforgettable special menu.
Filled with the rich aroma of lead wine
melting in your mouth
Turning piglet ribs into wealth,
The delicacies of our first meeting were more than enough.
Nationality, Ideology, and Ideology
Surpassing even one’s own feelings
Honestly coloring each other,
Perhaps like a lover’s reunion.
In such a strange city,
Companionship with friendship rather than love
Promising good luck with the Széchenyi chain bridge,
Now, we have been friends for a week.