I love you so much,
Look you so beautiful-
innocent as a child.
Why shouldn't I pray to God
Forever we become childlike?
Never can fullfill the body
The love I want to gift you.
That can only be fullfilled
With the heart spritit of you.
Where you say you must ask.
Nowhere but in the heart of the God.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem