why you runaway from your luck, while i am your fate..
why you change your path, while i am your guide...
why you hide your face, while i am your sun..
why you pretend a thirst, while i am your oasis..
why you want to leave, while i am your home land..
wasn`t enough you, what fall from eyes, when i cried you..
my wounded heart, by its blood wrote your name..
non for nothing, just because i am madly in love with you...
my delicate heart on an anvil, and the hammer in your hand..
mercy that heart, if you loved its beats..
its beats was and still for you...
if i had a place in your heart, i will sow all roses in your heart..
why that hardness, while your heart full of a sympathetic...
why this farness, while my soul live close to you...
why...
why and why..? ?
while i am your beloved...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i can c u put alot of thot into this poem. i loved it. -suze