It was nice November day
And you wanted me to stay,
But i've met somebody else
He's the One, my heart it tells
So i took my winter coat
And i got into the boat
And i sailed across the sea,
Last i've heard you cursed me
There was hard times on my way
And i had to hope and pray
And the gods have heard appeals
Have accomplished all my wills
After hundred days of driffting
When my boat was close to rifting,
Piece of land came in my sight
And i saw the flashing light
Wooden pier and flock of doves,
Worn suede jacket, and black gloves...
He was standing, waiting there
He is the one i really care
Days have passed, the years gone by
And He taught me how to fly.
I forgot November day
When you couldn't make me stay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful poem shared...well done! ! !