Cain, rain, brain, train, drain, plain, main, gain!
Love,
Come and hold me like a baby in yout sweet arms;
For, i am all that you want in this land,
And, i will always be on your side.
Side, aside!
With the blues of love and the blues of your sweet muse;
And, with the fantasy ahead of us! !
For, your love is my joy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem