You and I on a park bench,
White clouds floating by in a high blue sky,
Magically turning into hearts, doves and puppy dogs,
Looking into a Universe of memories,
What's next my dream?
Heaven or earth?
Softly crying teardrops, filling an Eastern sea,
You're my everlasting love,
What's next my eternal love?
Sing to me, making memories of love,
My everlasting dream...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem