The world turns, the heart yearns, passion burns.
The time crawls, new love palls, the curtain falls.
Can't go back, what a lack, get no slack.
The body dries, failing eyes, no more tries.
Just one time, not a dime, what a crime!
Forever came, turned up lame, who's to blame?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem