For thirty some kisses you left me.
You betrayed our love with a kiss,
I regret the day that I met you.
Do you realize the danger you'll miss?
I loved you with what I thought love was.
But then love is an intangible bliss.
You'll never admit that you hurt me.
You slapped me around with a kiss.
How I hate you for what you did.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem