Go for it, fall for it.
Get out there, be his dear.
Ready that you are,
Willing to go that far? ?
It's your first time.
Yes, it's a love so sublime.
But won't it be a crime,
If you get stuck in the grime? ?
A con man he is,
Plays with you as he please.
Surprise not though,
Lest he beholds lo!
Little do you know
The devil's about to grow.
Unheed my warning.
Turn a blind eye.
You'll be alone,
Facing the wind
In things to come,
In things to happen.
Speak or scream,
Hope or dream,
Lies only end in tears.
But all will be well; enjoy your era,
And remember que sera sera.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem