I don't know,
What are you waiting for?
The sun now sinking
Come to grow branches of stars
For bring of night tree
To flow lights of your eyes
Into the empty glass of dark
Come to light your face moonlight
The dark parish of my hope
Mocking wind laughs again
To the silent screams of my life song
Come before the cruel wind starts to blow
Before getting old the children of my eyes desire on cloud's arms,
And before going away clouds
Come again to hang our smiles on clothes rope in the balcony
To wet the dry clothes of our lips
Come to fly the fever of naked butterfly
To the beauty of red roses
I don't know,
What are you waiting for?
Come on before trees photo album has scattered again
By the crazy wind in the garden
Come to look at again autumn leaves of our past days
Come to count together
How many yellow ‘oh's will fly to desire sky of our hearts?
What are you waiting for?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life and joy! To satisfy the hearts in love. Nice work.