shhh...there's nothing realer
how do you play my life so perfectly
sweet sound like a river
oh your awesome melody
you can't be my sister
or just a friend milady
oh you are something better
but you might think im just crazy
my bread has no butter
i do not have no money but....
i pray you Hilda
would you be my lady
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i really like this poem especially the concluding part.