Our love is a love in which is sought
by all the people we have come to know,
but I hope you'll forget-me-not
just like the flower in the snow.
I hope I'll see you in the evening
or at the brink of dusk
so I can give you everything
and it'll only be between us.
You're the only one I'm glad to see
and to everyone else I'm blind,
but I hope you'll never forget me
because our fates are in an unbreakable bind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like how you are able to do short poems. Not all the things I write that are short come out very well. You seem to get the knack of it. Bien!