How could you dance beautiful in my thoughts*
And almost made me half of the mad*
How could you heat my body until stabbing the body*
How could you give me the kiss until making my heart almost stopping ticking*
I'painting your name in my heart*
I'painting your name in my thought*
I'painting your name everywhere*
Where i'saw the sky was your face*
Where i'saw the land was your face*
I'painting your name on the lake, and i'saw your face emerged and smiled*
And hoped your shadow emerged, from darkness and brought the warm embrance*
I'painting your face everywhere**
I paint ur name in my heart with knife... : great poem: nice words, nice thinking style u have... Great..: thumb: : heart:
I paint ur name in my heart with knife... : great poem: nice words, nice thinking style u have... Great..: thumb: : heart:
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I would like to translate this poem
a dance and painting of a beloved face, painted upon the beauty, the sky land lake, the beauty of nature which we perceive, is a tribute of great adoration. exquisite