Come give me your tomorrow
And I shall give you mine
And all our thens and never-were’s
Will celebrate a time.
A time of drawing near my love
A time of coming soon.
And I shall cherish you, my love,
Not wish upon a moon.
I give you back your yesterdays
As you gave mine to me:
Beyond the hands of all the clocks,
Beyond infinity.
Beyond the time before we met
My words cannot explain:
Just how it was before we met
And never want again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Pretty good. Simple, but i think thats what makes things genuine. -Paz