Come to me like the wind blows quietly
Slap my heart like to slam my door
Blow, blast my soul oh unruly wind
Hurl this heart as blowing up storms
Take away my heart and let it flow a flood with you
Extinguish and stop the flame of this heart
Let this heart burn and become it ash
Grab this ash to your wind and blow it with you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem