We have come at the cross road between us
And we must choose the one to follow or
We walk together to our doom.
The choice to live or perish is in our hands,
The sparkling light of love can't heal this.
Your smile you lifted has shown me the fountain of
Our destinies emerging from your face.
And we walk through the smile on your face
To where our fate call us to her bosom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem