when a craziness been a praise...
and a real been a dream...
i been your crazy, ,
and you are dream...
when a hatred been a passion, , ,
and a love been philosophy..
i been your purpose, , ,
and you are inside me...
when our feelings huged togather...
and melted our longing...
i been a body, , ,
and you are my soul...
when we see the tears as a colors...
and we get off afraidness from a peace..
i been your waiter, ,
and you are my meeting...
when a sympathetic been burned, ...
and an averion is needed, , ,
i been a pains...
and you are a moan...
when i been you...
and you been me...
no one can separate us...
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I would like to translate this poem
Very Nice........the last line touched me deeply..........10