With all the love in my heart
The worlds souls in my hand
Time's of the winds blowing around in my mind
The worries of the coins fighting in the pit of
Emotions
With the call of the cards at the table of deals
Motions of the deep bottom of the oceans crawl
Taste of the wasting wisdom from the drawings of
fate
The tender ways to say goodbye
At the end of all this is the look of hope in
The eye
Of each and everyone of us
Today and tomorrow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With the call of the cards at the table of deals Motions of the deep bottom of the oceans crawl Taste of the wasting wisdom from the drawings of fate perfect