Foolish heart wake up, be wise
Or you'll met your demise
For love can be cold as winter
Painful as a thorn or splinter
It has driven many insane
And has been given to some in vain
Love is too precious to give
To those who aren't appreciative
Unloving people can run you dry
To this I can testify
When you love, you're giving life
With it's many pleasures comes strife
Love is a precious gift from above
So be careful whom you give your love
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I would like to translate this poem
You are incredibly talented. I absolutely love this poem! It's so true and hit home a bit for me. Keep writing! Please!