My heart is locked with
the eight letters,
I don't want to break
it, in exchange of dollars.
Hey, oh! my rolling heart,
don't get rusted by the dew.
If I lose my throbbing pal,
I won't get new.
Sing a song of arrowed part,
which never bleeds though,
Its strings ring the same
tune, I love You, Oh!
once the heart is locked it cannot be unlocked :) kamal kaweeta :)
The same tone is boring enough to hear always.but the same person is always enough to be loved
God locked 'I love you' in every heart but men seem to have lost the key.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No amount is worth unlocking a wonderful heart. Hey, can you give me the eight letters, pal? Good job