Don’t say it just flew away
Don’t say we don’t need each other
Don’t lie hard times may begin
Don’t say, you want our love to grow cold
Don’t say, you not want it more
Don’t lie it makes the truth to bleed
From a dagger inserted, carefully placed
You at all don’t need
Because in these days
We can’t let days past by
In these days we must search for seeds
To a great oak
To great days and heroes of pray
And I need the sound of your voice
I need the smile on your face
I don’t need many things
But a thing I can’t leave…is you….
And I need the sound of your steps I need the smile on your face I don’t need many things But a thing I can’t leave…is you….....so humble submission... pure feeling. u r mature enough to feel it......u read mine foot steps
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A confession I see: but a thing I cant leave....is you...Not many people can admit that. Nice one :)