It's like you came from the moon...
I keep trying to understand you.
I don't understand what's the matter,
Getting ready to go to bed.
And in the morning I wake up with a question:
' What have you done again? '
Did you step off the wrong foot,
To start a new day?
So I thought, tormented by doubts:
- What should I do with you?
You're the only one in the world,
I can't find another one like that.
Author: Andrey Movvi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem