Forgotten,
Floating past me by.
And it's as,
If we are alone, on
That, long boat.
Love knows that it is why,
The,
Lillie's when in bloom.
Are always wet.
And love is never dry.
Oh, do not be afraid,
I may return.
And the shadow that you cast,
Forever mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem