*is it just me or is 'they' a bizzar looking word?
They’re in love,
You can see them flying,
Through them shining,
Those adoring rays.
They’ve been fighting,
See them crying,
There the tell tale bruises lay.
They’re talking,
See them walking.
…
They’ve left and won’t come back.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem