In my moments of madness I imagine you next to me, In my moments of nostalgia you image is so clear that can kiss it, In my moments of Loneliness, I walk the streets searching for you. In m y moments of tranquility, I draw your face repeatedly in my mind, In my moments of sorrow I write poems for you, In my moments of weariness I lie down to sleep to dream of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem