Id give you my life..
But could I wear that around my neck?
id give you my love..
can it buy me a new car?
For you all my tears,
Theyre not as dazzling diamonds
Id listen to all your fears
I fear nothing but poverty
For you I would kill
If only that paid for a bill
For you a rose everyday
Roses wilt and shrivel, I don’t believe in age
Id caress you every moment of my days
Only if your hands are made of gold
Id die you for.
How much is to your name?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I don't believe in age, good one. thanks.