come...
let us removed a scared,
from our garden`s love..
burn it in our yearning and passion..
and close our eyes on our love story..
and let all our roses drink from our love,
in this garden love...
come...
run away from all..
going there, a head to our life..
warm each others, ,
to receive with open arms..
picking you white rose,
which it drunk our dew..
sowing the jasmine,
and let it drink our love,
its root going deep in my heart,
carving your name on my heart...
come...
i`m hearing love sounds,
giving a water to passion field from your eyes..
wish that i sink into your passionate sea...
come...
every birds felt my yearning..
and become songs as she hear my heart calling you...
please come...
by: hazem02@yahoo.com
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I would like to translate this poem
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