looking through the windows
I wonder, gazing back at the old days
days of throwing stones at her roof
all to call her awareness
through the days
of beating about the bush
when the courage was not there, the words were
through the days of
let's give a trial
no! its not possible
through the days of
only if you promise not to break my heart
then finally, it was a yes, yes! a yes
through the days
when my mama and her papa refused
through the days
when my mama stood stern
and her father standing firm
through the days
of just one, just one, just a kiss
now, its just some minutes to go
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I would like to translate this poem