She sells sea shells on the shore
All day, and all night; love was right
A thousand times a day
Distant sands in distant lands
And I'd wait for first light; love was right
A thousand steps a day
O, close your eyes
O, I was wrong, love was right
In the sea of potential we choose to stay dry
So why do we wonder, when the world passes us by
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you made my tongue twist with your first line.........lovely poem indeed! ! ! 10