One day you will accept
The fate that has been set
One day you'll listen to the whispers
That's always calling your name
One day or someday
You will start to wan
You will get tired of everyone
And give up on all you want
One day when that time comes
I will be the one to remind
That even if the fire is gone
You are still my number one
When all seems gone
When everyone has turned their backs
Just look at the sky and clasp your hand
For I am the one who will never tire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Listening to whispers. Fine expressions all through out. tony