I believe you're sleeping my angel
In this winter's cruel night
And the walls of your house protect you,
In your dream stars are shining bright.
Wind is singing forgotten ballads
I'm sitting again alone,
And I hope you're sleeping my dear
And it's warm enough in your home.
The words of warm love which keep warm the dear one's heart in the winter's night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a nice start, Asper G. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.