They echo within and through my mind,
To such a thing I know I'm blind.
Never seen her but feel something,
Hope I don't get caught in another wasp sting.
Didnt work out last time with that try,
It ended quite badly, without a sigh.
Should I repeat, the same mistake,
Or will it be better, a piece of cake.
I guess that I'll give this a chance,
In case it turns out to be some romance.
Once I have seen her, I guess then I'll know,
If this girl met like this, is the one with the glow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem