I dreamt of me in my own lovers hand
Holding me tightly in his loving arms
He spoke of true love in a lovers land
Where the soul is necklace and love its charm
Then went away and I lost all his praise
But fate took me over my loss for him
So I await for him, his loving ways
The day he shall come back to build his kin
These are my children bought to thee by he
My love and joy to lose would be a fright
Tears of sorrow shall overcometh thee
Bringing a sheet of sadness to the night
So I forget my love to leave my gloom
Leaving me alone in my cold dark room
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem