I truly find it hard in me, in any way possible
To agree with your spectrum of thoughtless words
When you say that this love is an act of idle mistakes
I saw it in your translucent eyes that your heart hurts
But I am a dreamer, obstinate, faithful and true
To hope, happiness and whatever that love takes
A lifetime it may take, but eventually it will come
When this haze of thoughtlessness and mistakes
Has silently settled down in inevitable defeat
And the truth finally glistens on the surface
You shall be bestowed upon this glorious knowledge
That I love you, without boundaries, and regardless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem