Deep with in the hardened wall
Lay the secrets of the new and old
My heart is sold, but cannot be bought.
I am a slave to the forbidden laws
Bound in chains of silver and gold
My love is smothered to ashes and dust
And my nights silver amour has gone to rust.
My night will come just like he promised
He’ll fight for me and make things right.
Sweet kindled flames will burn again
So our passion red will flood the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem