I asked her for her name and
What she wants
She gave me her name
And she said:
'I like simple things'
In my mind what she said is:
'I am tired, everything is difficult.'
I asked her if she wants ice cream.
Vanilla!
Chocolate!
Caramel!
Life is still between the ice and the cream! .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem