I was a fool for you...and you for me,
We loved each other and nothing else-
We were blinded by love, you see.
You were a fool for me and I for you,
I spoke of love and happiness-
But we didn't hear a word,
Love is deaf, I never knew.
The senses are senseless in bliss,
They think of nothing, but your kiss;
The soul is not swift enough to know,
And the fool in us was hard to miss.
We saw the world as one, big lovely place,
And of our future, we hadn't any trace;
It was just to hold you that I wanted,
Just one more close-up of your face.
I was a fool for you...and you for me,
I was deaf to all, and I didn't see;
Love does that, it seems to set you free,
Then it ends, and once more,
your'e where you need to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem