I search the whole wicked world for you
Travelling through cities,
Crossing roads,
Sailing the oceans,
Flying over mountains,
I run through the storm screaming your name,
With my heart in my hands
I’ll slay dragons for you
Or fight the devil
I’ll be your hero when the night ends…
I run and run, feeling so desperate to be by your side
And at last I will find you there,
In an idyllic meadow with the most beautiful flowers,
Where there is always music in the air
And when I finally reach you
I whisper that nothing will hurt you in my dream
And that I’ll always be here
You hold me tight and you kiss me so softly
At that moment,
We will love each other as forever…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful. Your sentimental world becomes a torrent, a river and a cataract. Bravo!