My legs moved
They didn’t want to stop
As my heart
She was so eager to beat, so hard
I didn’t know
What to feel
What to think
Or to do
Just moved
Moved
And followed my heart
Directed by my legs
They brought me
Met people
With looks and sense
Which all became good pictures to my heart
She looked and sensed
Adjust the feeling
Adjust the winner
Adjust the time
I had no choice
Not at all
Just followed
And followed
Moved
And moved
Brought me to some places
Left them some memories
Guess, I have no time to stop
Not even now
When I’m home
When I’m arrived
Will I stop someday..?
Will I let myself stop..?
Or will my heart want to stop and stay..?
And stop my legs from moving..?
I can’t make a promise
Even to myself
Even everything is possible
Even I know I can push myself – I won’t
Wishing of some good hope
Is what I can say now
Not about moving or stop
Just good hope of what will be
Move
Or stop
Only because of my heart and legs
Telling so
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem