I loved you and we walked in rain
as each dropp pushed the pulse of God
for we were young-but not again.
I loved you and we walked in rain.
We change, but think same joys remain,
then feel so robbed by our self-fraud....
I loved you and we walked in rain
as each dropp pushed the pulse of God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem