Too familiar with truth,
To become separated from that bond.
Could I do marriage again,
With a role play to do without end?
No!
But I can do love.
With no pretentions to begin.
And devoted to it,
Would not be questioned.
A chemistry would ensure,
The endurance of honesty...
Shared between two would never confuse.
Too familiar with truth,
To become separated from that bond.
Could I do marriage again,
With a role play to do without end?
No!
But I can do love.
With no pretentions to begin.
A love that is true can not be divorced.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem