I stand here a defenseless army
waiting for the siege
unarmed and unprepared
but you do not love me
I stand here at your gate
exposed for you to see
baring all I can for you
but you do not love me
As I leave here in retreat
let me say one thing
I will always love you
why won't you love me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem