Wherever I am going,
As times and thoughts go by;
Rising in and knowing,
The futures worth to try.
For love is what you give it,
Like morning clear and bright;
You show you know and admit,
That you're in your own flight.
Oh give me time to share,
And make right my mistakes;
My fate like a centrosphere,
Of dark and tender heartaches.
I have to know the truth,
If you want things to grow;
So much behind is uncouth,
And like colors to autumn go.
Whichever turning to find,
From the footsteps that are gone;
We left our mistakes behind,
Before the peace was on.
Like dark and deep the sea,
Of waves and unknown weed;
Our love comes here to be,
So good and well it tread.
Oh give me time to share,
And make right my mistakes;
My fate like a centrosphere,
Of dark and tender heartaches.
I have to know the truth,
If you want things to grow;
So much behind is uncouth,
And like colors to autumn go.
My mind is born to be free,
For all the sweet things to know;
Like flowers in colors I see,
That one time or another will glow.
The heart has made lot of mistakes,
And more will come I'm afraid;
I think I've inside what takes,
Or life has my heart betrayed.
Oh give me time to share,
And make right my mistakes;
My fate like a centrosphere,
Of dark and tender heartaches.
I have to know the truth,
If you want things to grow;
So much behind is uncouth,
And like colors to autumn go.
And to wherever I am going.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem