A call to duty,
Everyone, Ugly or beauty,
Everyman, slim or plumpy,
Nature, dried or fruity,
Weather, cold or sunny.
All ye be watchful,
Cos this heart is already full.
And if that which filleth is found awful,
This heart then ceases to be joyful.
Thence-forward shall he remain dejectful.
Oh! Oh! Just her so much adoration,
I thought, was this just infatuation?
But more she catches my heart attention.
Our love, now more than a sensation.
But I fear death causing a seperation.
For this I call on y'all
On a duty, to protect this love,
When the rain pours and through the storm,
That we may live and not stop,
Together, till eternity comes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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