need to know whether she is happy or sad
'cos in love I am completely mad
loves the color black and red
flames sometimes go on and off with the man you wed
rekindling them is completely in our hand
after which we can again toot the happy band
doesn't even know her own mind
doesn't need to look at the path left behind
deep within her heart she will find
in true love with me her heart and soul are bind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem