The Stars spelt out your name for me to touch your heart with my works;
But when will the beacon of hope come to Africa? !
Tomorrow never dies! ! But, today is with us;
And yesterday is gone.
You are the dawn of my heart!
You are the dream of my heart;
Whatever, wherever, whenever, whosoever!
Like the sticks of the Bridge over this river of love;
The Stars spelt out your name for me to touch your heart with my words!
There will be no distance on this love so sweet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem