You were my direction, my north, south, east west.
My Monday to Friday, even Sunday's best.
My rainy days and snowy nights.
My moonlight, my dawn, my midnight song.
you were my sound, deep and mellow,
my crooner of happiness.
My stereophonic bliss.
You filled my days with laughter and hope.
I thought my time with you would never end.
Guess what? I was dead wrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem