You don't want me anymore and i know that,
But i have to watch my steps before kissing you!
For the face of the moon and the face of the earth are before us,
And like an Africam woman in the land of your muse.
An African woman,
Stand up and prepare yourself like a woman!
An Ethiopian woman,
Out of the whirlwind to touch my heart;
But the attributes of your love is like war! !
And i have to watch my steps before kissing you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem