As we walk through this never ending field
our love is our only shield.
A gentle breeze blowing
sends our hearts a glowing
our affection is always showing.
I see a storm in the distance growing
with no sign of stopping.
With that love that we share
that storm doesn't dare,
to take away that love I so deeply care.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem