I am in love with you woman
Your voice is that of an angel for it moves me to heaven
The love that you torture me with lights up the path of a blind man
The choruses that you sing threatens the queen in her own mansion
My love your beauty makes the king's eyes pop out of their sockets
My heart is a reservoir of genuine feelings so pour more love
Your love is the only currency that purchased my heart
And that makes my blood circulate at a tremendous speed like a rocket
The great auto electrician fix the headlights that brightens the road marriage
My queen, there is no royal blood that runs in my veins but I am your king
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem