Turning inward, looking out, a person, lovable, sits
for a picture.
Pride, a feeling of love reaches out from my heart,
my friend is wonderful.
A photographer telling us how to pose for different
pictures, says, say money.
When it's time for a picture without me, I sit and
watch, my friend smiling so beautifully, so lovely,
I feel my heart being pulled with love for him.
Family pictures, including a best friend for all
times is brilliantly beautiful, something I'll
always enjoy and treasure forever.
Two friend's love being shown through the eyes of
a picture together.
The only way their love can ever be shown in public,
Father - daughter love, so wonderful to behold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem