The sight of you
tend my eyes with delight.
Though my heart does not
love much, it happies and
flies all the ways to love more.
You bring me once again to life and
i now can travel to my old roads to
feel them re-newed and fullfilled.
The sight of you delights me;
i shall not bound to thee lonely-nest
while my eyes freely delight at you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem