Like a pedal that falls
Off a rose that's the way
Are love is sometimes.
Though the pedal fall's are
love will grow stronger.
Though the rose wilts, we
Will pick it up with are
Love. Embracing are selves
Forever and never letting go.
We are that flower and
Are love odds forever.
and
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem