Michael, the apples of my lovely breasts are so sweet;
So come and pluck them and make use of them my sweet heart,
For sweet is my love and everything you see around is for you only.
Greetings, greetings! !
Here comes the love so sweet for your taste;
Michael, i will not hide these sweet apples of my love from you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem