Now that I have you I can never let you go
I would be broken without you, love
My lungs reduced to crumpled up waste paper weak
Shattered like glass bones under my bruised skin without you
You have my barley holding up heart in your hands
Don't let it fall, don't let it drop into what burns down homes
What takes away homes, keep it far away from the fire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Okay, and a good one, yeah!