not in your streets,
nor on… your doors,
nor at your home now,
my soul flutters,
above the skys,
beneath the heavens,
in the colors of rainbows,
and in the fragrance,
of roses,
in the glitters of ice,
over the mountains,
and the gems and of pearls,
in the sea,
in the kisses of breeze,
as forever my love is getting eternal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely feelings.