As I pass you in the hall,
Staring into your eyes,
As you stare into mine,
Maybe,
Maybe just someday,
As I stop,
Turning to you,
As you turn to me,
Are eyes will touch,
A firey spark,
gleaming brighter than the sun,
Maybe,
Maybe just someday,
We won't pass,
But be holding hands,
As I turn to you,
And move closer,
As you turn to me,
Are lips touch,
A gleaming and even brighter spark,
Shooting around the world,
We are only love.
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I would like to translate this poem
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