Maybe We Will Be Forgotten

History will swallow us someday, When the present will end. And we will be forgotten in it's pages. Forever ,not known by anyone or heard. Like a drop of rain, Fell on the sand, Is unknown to me or you or anyone. We will be forgotten in history. But if we will fall, On the land of tears drenched cheeks, And try to wash the oozing tears. Then maybe we will be Swallowed by the history of sand! But we will live forever, Known and praised, In the land of that lone heart!