The first time I loved you, you brightened my days
and you were so lovely and charming in many ways
but I drank heartache's most terrible bitter cup
with my head held high alone picked the pieces up
and for a time my life was full of pain
while my tears did fall like rain.
The next time I loved you the feelings were very deep
and in my greatest dreams you visited me in my sleep
and I realized that love is something that does remain
where it brings much joy and sometimes also pain
but still one after the other the days do slip by
and to love you much better daily I do try.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem