I’m going to tell you a secret,
I’ve kept it all to myself,
I’ve always wanted to tell you,
But I was concerned with my health
I Couldn’t before,
But now you must know
And with knowing decide,
Where the knowledge should go.
Are you ready to be let in
On this secret of mine?
Are you ready to hear
The words strung in line?
Moving tentatively across the air
The veiled ship comes in
I no longer care
Of doubts evil grin
Are you ready?
So am I…
You are my secret.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem