see how many years
for you to hear
the softness of tears
that fell from shears
how will you begin to see
you are not the only one for me.
help me to see that sea
to tell me you love me
there is you
there is me
there is life
there is death
which comes first in this life?
dont take it with a knife
take her to be your wife
and dont use the sife
you life has been planed
so used the band
to see the sand
that lyes in land
dont wait too long
she might be gone
to be the song
and join the throng
see the stars
see the moon
see the sea
see the life
life is wonderful
life is beautiful
life is tearful
life is spareful
dont lose the sight
dont see the light
dont lose the fight
save your life!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem