But you are colored
With yellow as the sun flower,
I swear in heaven you are favored
As the Sun only gives you power.
Even though you far,
I hear your lonely heart beat
You to tears; emotional scar
From the pain that cheat!
Don't look back, look
At me I've got your back; no one else will tear you
Lest I teach them a lesson, for you are a book
I, and will always, read. And you are true!
Let the gods show me the crystal ball
And I will show them the book that tells my future's call.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem