Soaring and flying above all I know
And sleeping with a smile plastered onto my face
I think about you, I think about everything
And i wish that you were here with me
while you hold me in your arms
and i cry, in happiness not of sorrow
because you bring me that sense of
utter impossibility
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
n_________n very nice, oh and you didnt tell me you wrote a new poem D< oh well, love you