Still in love with my first love, growing old
Every dream ending with a dream come true
Slowly like a flower our love unfolds
Eternity would be empty without you
Embracing the passion of our youthfulness
Our dance of love has never missed a step
The romance of life was not left behind
Our dream of love will last a life-time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem