'Come with me
my curly hair
let's go to a garden
and have our way
the winds has sway
and touch your hair
your eyes, your lips
so soft and fair
your smile like roses
spread everywhere
the flowers bloom
and smelled perfume
let's go to a garden
and have our way
come with me
my curly hair.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem with a wonderful curly flow!