You teach me everything in love,
But I am a dumb learner perhaps!
So every time you remind me well
When oblivion eats away your lesson.
I fear it happens only to me
Before I meet you and you and the rest
Now I know love exist in row
After the greatest fight reckon
But I love the way you teach me love,
I am blessed to be a bad learner perhaps.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem