When the leaves of the trees began to turn green
What we had faded, our river of love went dry
It felt like I was watching the whole world from a big screen
Seeing you only in my nightmares, I couldn’t stop to cry
I recall the night you left me breathless, I thought I was going to die!
For you broke in my soul and with your sweet love stole my heart.
Just like a Pagan my life without you is just a lie
Swimming in the pool of my own tears, about to drown and fall apart
Should I compare you to a forgiving rise of the Sun?
That washes the earth and gives beauty to my lonely life.
Nor should I compare myself to a soldier in the army with a machine gun?
That would slay anything on his way to making you his wife.
If I wrote this just so you could take a bow and call me a good poet,
My beloved, just take me as a small thing that hits so hard like a bullet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem