When the last angel cries
And birds leave the sky
When seasons stop turning
Is this when loves dies
When all time is ended
And death is no more
Is this when love dies
As we seek heaven's door
Though how can love die
When she flies with the wind
Dances on rainbows
Does wonderful things
For when the last angel cries
You will be by her side
Time has not ended
Love will not die
September 2001
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What great sentiment, a lovely poem.