'Why all the thoughts of a cold, cold night
When it's not winter yet
For I really wish I'm in someplace right
Where we could meet
So you can firmly hold your arms to me
As we walk the avenue
Then you will tell something I long to hear
Words that I surely knew
I'd be loose in winds and can fly anywhere
A woman that I adore
You opened my heart to facets everywhere
It's not a dream anymore
My wish before, is now a wish no more
As we both lie on the pillow
For together we'll watch the crescent moon
As it leans on the window.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a wish no more, good writing, I like it, thanks.