My friend
I will always love you
And I know now
That you will always
Be honest with me
And I will be honest
With you also
Until death do us part
My friend
I don't know the date, the time, or the hour
That we will die
Because
Only Good knows that
My friend
But for now own we must live the rest of our lives
Without thinking about dying
It will happen when God is ready to take us home
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem