Am I your Cinderella
When we met at the ball
wearing my dress
that sparkled in the moonlight
When I lost my glass slipper
did you try to find me
did you search the city streets
and knock on every door
That was when you found me
You slipped that slipper on
then we danced the night away
and you stayed forever and a day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem