I hear you, The Song.
I believe in you, The Song.
The Song that heals my body.
The Song that dwells in my soul.
Freezing my mind
and making my fingertips numb.
Stealing my time
and taking away my frown.
I hear you, The Song.
I believe in you, The Song.
I hear you, The Song.
The Song that gives questions to my answers.
The Song that turns my life upside down.
The Song that gives troubles to my soul.
Filled with greed and no flowers.
I hear you, The Song.
I believe in you, The Song.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem