Will my heart weep for you again
Will it beat fast when in the morn
You open the window and run into the plain
Will this mind move around
You and eager for a touch I follow
You to the dale without making any sound
Will I fall in love with you
Can I paint your heart in colors
That it will go on shining for always anew
Will you be there for me
When time will snatch away the
Youth and feeling weak I can't move free
The world is for the traitors
Who sing songs of love at your
Face but inside they are cruel and haters
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem