Tonight I wrote a love song
and sung it to the lonely atmosphere around me.
They listened, so passionately, at the soothing melody
but rendered speechless at the words.
They didn't understand, I swear,
that these words were coming from my soul.
Instead they misinterpreted it as coming from my heart.
How foolish of them?
Every body knows that when you're in love,
your heart is no longer yours..
That is why they get broken so easily
and leave people with nothing,
absolutely nothing,
but their lonesome souls.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem