calculating the mood
swing tides
of loving life
and being jealous
in a single day's turn
honey
you keep me running
running to
running to hide
from
I love you honey
get back from god
calculating the sins
I'm having
from wanting you
and being jealous
in a single day's turn
honey
you keep me running
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I would like to translate this poem
Very good. Keep up the greatness of the work you have.