A kiss at morning,
The love is calling.
For good not bad
for happy not sad.
A kiss at morning
London calling
kids are brawling
policemen snoring.
A kiss at morning,
my heart is shouting.
for good not bad
for happy not sad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can view the sight of a city in a morning.. with the sounds of kids running around, feels surreal yet romantic in some ways ;)