Since someone's love matters,
your place to sleep
will seem soft and warm
through the wintry-wet night;
since dreaming is never alone,
since you dream of sharing,
good dreams and bad, together,
will be hopeful aches in blossom;
since the morning light will come,
let it come with you beside me,
til the long night is over,
let us weave our love together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This brought a brief tear to my eye - 'hopeful aches blossom' - it's just a lovely piece.