If I run out of things to say
Maybe then I will forget you
So I keep telling you everything.
If I had nothing more to share
Then nothing will remind me of you
So I keep sharing with you everything
If I hide from you what I like
Maybe then I would stop liking you
So I keep hiding from you everything
If I don’t know how to dance
I could stop dancing in my dreams with you
So I keep forgetting the steps
I somehow keep forgetting them circles
the damn world is round afterall
So I probably will start once more
Tomorrow too I will try again
To run out of things to tell you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem