I met a friend
She was from a foreign motherland
Her face like the diamonds of Kinshasa
With a smile so perfect like the lands of Eithiopia
Her eyes were full of golden glow
Seeing her is like watching a waterfall
Chocolate brown in complexion like the oils of South Sudan
So nice lovely and touching
Her window is the awakening like during dawn
And the sleeping beauty during dusk
أنا نفتقدها
الضوء خلال ظلام
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I would like to translate this poem
Her face like the diamonds of Kinshasa With a smile so perfect like the lands of Eithiopia Her eyes were full of golden glow.... very fine descriptions of the lady whom you want to love... thank you. you re full of imaginations. tony
Thank you hey