Studio 1!
I'm here with my friend called Geronimo;
But to see eye to eye is what you demanded,
And like the new wine which is now found in the cluster.
Up to the hills of love,
I will measure your mind when we do meet;
But show me what you can do and what you deserve,
And then i will know what you are made of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem