This is between me and you
The world is silent about that
All these concerns are used to cloud the mind.
This is between my Yes and your No
A flame of passion that burns without mercy.
And this soul will fall tired before God to kneel and pray.
This is between me and you
While our hands in the dark hold
We still kiss hope before the sunrise full of regret.
This is between my courage and your fear
When there is a trace of the soul in the soul
Relentless, alone in the wind
The dust in the eyes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem