My little Havana,
Let my artistic encounters ginger you up;
For i am swimming in this water of love again,
And i need you beside me.
Yes, no retreat and no surrender!
But be my coach on this love;
For you are very merciful to my heart.
My name is Boye and i love you,
Oh my little Havana come to me;
For i will lie down low and sleep in peace with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem