Do not visit me here by day light
Turn up wrapped in haze in my night
See, I never ever forget your sight
Holding you dear in my heart so tight
And once the night gives up next time
I shall all deeply feel like summertime
With at heart a spell of a love sublime
Forever sweet and buried out of all sight
Do not visit here but in dreams, sometimes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem