Boy, body!
It is your blood;
The Animal Farm!
The body farm;
But, i can't just believe my eyes! !
To start all over again,
Fresh, afresh!
To start afresh;
but, i will survive it.
You're so beautiful to meet and,
I will not give up on this love;
So, come and bath me with your sweet love.
Norah, Deborah! !
I will overcome my present status to meet you;
For, i am a thinker and a dexterity worker!
So, when it feels alright with you then,
Call my name and i will be there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem