Like the leaves do constantly return
in a set programme structure
there is constantly in my heart great hope
that with every new tomorrow
feelings between us will last and grow deeper
that always our passion will be repeated,
that it will burn like a glowing fire
that only does calibrate our love deeper
and does accentuate the fullness of it,
like the spring which no one can stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem