I can't wait to fly
though the endless night
taking you by the hand
making lines in the clouds.
I can't resist your eyes
giving me that nice sight
and your lips pointing at me
like if they know they'll kill me.
I can't dance around with you
'cause I get lost looking (at) you move
and your hairs wrap around me
like stars in the sky raining down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem