When you talk, I believe...
all the things you say
and the reasons you weave!
When words don't come out easily...
smiling face, you glittering eyes
I know you lie, I know you want to please!
When you talk sweet lies, I perceive...
you hide the bitter truth and you love me
since you can't accept me into grieve!
My love you want to achieve...
this is the reason you have to lie
hence those sweet lies, I believe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem