Where are you my love?
I am longing foir you
I wait a thousand years
Here on hill top
When will you be coming?
I am tired of waiting
I am tired of wishing
For you to come
I am hungry for you
For your everlasting love
I am nearly an old man
Soon enough I'll be vanish.
O my dear Lord
Why do this happens to me?
Please give me the woman
It dosen't matter who she was,
From where she belong,
If she hates me a lot,
For I'll give her my love
It dosn't matter about the face,
As long as she loves me,
Understands me all my life
I am so tired of being alone
Please my Lord, please....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
YOUR TIME WILL COME REY..........