You were young and full of life
I was thriving in your eyes,
So I made you a surprise
Asking you to be my wife.
We made love without restraints
And forgot about the world;
How we danced and how we swirled,
Two nice people, two young saints!
And I offered you my love
And you blossomed, I could claim,
For I gave you all my flame
Like the hot sun from above.
Then we climbed a shining ray
Reaching heavens, like two stars,
Passing close to reddish Mars,
Walking through the Milky Way...
* * *
Now, the young age has gone by,
We have left the starry space,
But our souls, so full of grace,
Have remained up in the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem