Waiting
Thinking of you
I burn a stick of incense
To pray for your health
Thinking of you
I gently touch your photo
And quietly recite my caring words
Thinking of you
I let the sweet scent of roses
Drift down your bedside
On a mid-summer night
And make a fan of silk
To drive your fatigue away
Thinking of you
I let the rosy clouds strolling on the horizon
Bring to you my companionship
In a late autumn evening
Thinking of you
Is a secret of my heart
Like rain
Counting pulses drop by drop
Thinking of you
Is the sweetness in my heart,
Like a song
Expressing leisurely my passions
Thinking of you
Is my tenderest waiting
BY Rose Lu(Bing hua) Tr. East Sea Fairy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is so beautiful, maybe i needed these words tonight. Thank you