There is only one way to your heart,
And like a grey mouse in the shadow of love;
But like an erotic hot line,
I still have respect for who you are.
Maybe she wants it too early,
Maybe she wants to be attractive all the time;
But you are Klum from the land of her muse and,
You really know who she is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem