Why did she, the slumber, knock my door?
didn't she knew that you owned my nights?
Why did she illustrate of beautiful dreams in her?
didn't she knew you were the most exotic dreams?
Why did she wanted to comfort me under the blanket?
wasn't she aware of your comforting embrace?
Was she so insane to wait for me, or was that me for your love?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem