and all my life
was but to find this dream of thee
and all this strife
in hopes that you too can find me
like a distant star
that does nothing for the night
would you strech your neck afar
to still see my dimly light?
be it faint it is still true
it cannot be put out
this light I have for you
this love that does not doubt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem