How I lov'd you and still I do.
How I fell so deep and you rose so high.
Still you don't miss me,
and I don't know why.
An orchard of roses for you,
and for me a crown of thorns.
A cuss word, i have become
and you are in their songs.
If you still don't love me,
this i ll say.
how I loved you and still I do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem