All the beggars for love in the world
The love, we gets it on the mountains peak
We gets love in the sea
To search in the bottom of oceans
Lovely
To wrapping your love by the leaf
Every day and night I depression
We can't archive love always
The love lives in a lots of angles
O' the indigenous peoples of the world
Love doesn't fall from the heaven
If we wants the rains
The clouds causes the sound of thunder
The freezing rain makes us to feel cold slightly
The exotic flowers of winter season
Or the dews of the bent grass
Not only a little trouble to complete life bowl
The bees are makes honey from nectar of beautiful flowers
On the road walking I think-
Ah! why the sun light is so much more?
I search a love in the exotic world
Like the swallows by sing all the things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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