I will never stop to love,
unless someone put
the brakes in my heart,
yet im not a Ferari,
still got the keys in my hand.
Not that i will drive
a brakeless car,
I just won't let you put them down
while i'm still a driver
of this mad-train.
Nevertheless you want me gone.
I will go.
If love doesn't love anymore,
I will never stop to love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem