Dreaming of the day when your are not so far away my best frined were are spearate for now by miles and roads that dont seem to end we only have time and one day hope fuly soon you be here and we go rasie hell like back in the old days but untill then my frined i paray for u every day and keep you in my heart allways
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem