Nobody cares about me and,
I am lonely in the cold;
But, when love comes, i will get the heat.
The silent night with the mix up of things around me,
And, i am like a continental dish with my sweet mind in the cold!
But, nobody cares about me.
My proverbial love! !
How sweet is your bed?
For, i am lonely in the cold and, my name is Velogo.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem