Some songs should be a poem...
Even more, the poems, a song.
The words in songs, assemble nice and neat...
Awaiting the consumption, of our hungry, ear-meat.
The eyes do see, what we cannot hear...
Our ears do speak, what might, we fear.
A song endures, deep to thought...
A poem allures, what love, had brought.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem