Little did we began our hopes
So little like the fog and frost
Sweet little time we spend together
Singing aloud with our eyes closed
Fixed to the ceiling, our mild smiles
Lit up our faces and hearts
Young were our dreams
We merge them to fantasies of Hollywood
This was our little secrets
Someday we will grow and make love in the woods
We will skate the ice and swim in fallen fountains
When all the birds have gone asleep, we shall whisper
Baby I love you, come let make love in the woods
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I would like to translate this poem