But I run to you
Like I am running for presidency,
I swear my promises are true
They are like a prophecy!
In our united state
You are million times a woman,
It is only your vote
That I need to be a presidential man!
I; a man of pride
In silence I pick myself up when I fall
I have nothing to hide
Anymore, I fell in love so hard my heart moved; I have a story to tell.
Truly, I never had one like you before, you are my first lady
Thus even after I have left this seat of fame you will still be my first lady.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem