I want to be the morning you wake up on
The first rays of the sun to shine upon your eyes
I want to be the cool breeze that touches your skin
The first warmth to embrace your body.
I want to be the hot noontime that makes you sweat
The only cold water to quench your thirst
I want to be a nice surprise that cheers your heart
The only smile to crease your lips
The only happiness to fill your life.
I want to be the darkness to close your day
The contentment of an accomplished task
I want to be the night that would take your tiredness away
The sleep to refresh you for another day.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem