And what for - for me to be jealous.
And to think whom you sleep for?
All the same –you are not mine. Neither
My girl-baby nor my boy.
Will you be for me all, right?
Will you call only me at night?
And I ask you – become Light –
Man–and–woman for me – in one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem