When the cool wind
Blows, And I am alone
Your love blooms
Upon me, softly.
I know, my dear
That you are away
Over the horizons
Not accessible at all.
But the separation
Keeps us frantic,
To write the craziest and
World's most beautiful romantic
Lines of pure, innocent
celestial love songs for
All the lovers in the world
For all the times to come.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful words. Nicely penned