I hear their cry
Dejected and lonely they are
Wanting company; our company
They are not there anymore
Those couples that were always present
From end to end its clear
Oh! Wake up and lets go dear
Come out of your layers of beddings
In which you hide from cold of loneliness
And i will come out too
From these blankets that suffocate
Hand in hand we will walk
To and fro on these lonely streets
Lit by smiling moon and stars.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You both need to 'wake up' Kelvin. I'm not sure what neighborhood you sleep in. There are reasons no one is out walkin' hand-in-hand or otherwise. Unless you're lving next door to Walden Pound, stay inside and sleep on the floor to avoid stray shots. Otherewise, I liked the romantic tone of your poem.