A thousand years, a thousand days
I will love you in all my ways
Never let you suffer, no way
We can't be far away
I've been waiting for you Mr. Right
When will you came in my life
My love in shining knight
But too much love can kill like knife
In my stomach, i can feel butterflies
In my head, in my heart, all the sorrow dies
Don't pluck the past
Time is gold, it's running fast
No, I'm not searching for the perfect guy
Because I believe love cannot be buy
I know you are coming
My Mr.right, my prince charming
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I would like to translate this poem
In my stomach, i can feel butterflies In my head, in my heart, all the sorrow dies.. yes time is gold. we shall not waste time thinking of the past. live now and love now. remain in great hope that a great lover is coming. very nice poem indeed. thank you. tony