Once i sat in group of friend's
They were priasing there love
but when i praised you'r love for me
They became like idol's
one aked; where you got that love?
I replied from the bed of roses
does my love rise
And never get's a chance to die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaavvvvvvvvvvvv, , great write, , some typos there, , keep writing a 10 fo ryou