Sometime after eight PM
People are strolling through the town
It is easy to watch them
The colors turn me around
Today the shine will stay
The town is heavenly shaded
For this is a special day
The regulations have completely faded
We are floating above ground
Moving to the satisfaction
The night music is our sound
I love my reaction
The first time we held hands
The mall entrance was covered in frost
You changed my plans
And not to forget the car we lost
http: //www.chunitana.com
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem