With my guitar
I can sing the song
of the spring breeze,
I can utter those words
waltzing in my memory,
I can set my spirit free
to the flow of my own symphony.
With my guitar
I can blurt out adoration....
to the one who capture my heart,
to the one I love with every fiber
of my being.
Dreamer, I maybe
But as long as my guitar
is with me....
I can feel, I can always say
That...
lyrics of the song whom
my sweetheart yearn to play
is no other than ME.
Adoration! ! ! With the lyrics of love. Nice piece of work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Edward. God bless you ☺