When you say love is here
Let it be always true
So much emptiness here and there
In all the ways between the two
Love might be easy going now
Later it gets perhaps rough
If you love, let it somehow
Be for real not a bluff
When you give you must make
What it is that gives
Somewhere from inside to awake
If it then truly lives
Love is all, so many say
While sometimes it isn’t enough
But if it turns out okay
You‘ll get to the center stuff
When you give, it must be you
In its every way
Something that turns out to be true
When with its strings you play
Love song of your own song
And always giving some more
If it is that you long
In your own self assure
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem