You are the song I love to sing
The lyrics I owe to hymn
The bass that synchronizes my heart beat
The melody that fills my spirit
You are the poem I create
The rhyme I give in every end
The rhythm that makes a poetry
Just like a riddle so sweet and free
You are the vision I like to paint
The dazzling colors I try to blend
You are the art, no one can replace
The obra maestra that will never fade
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The subject of this poem, the object of affection in this poem is very fortunate indeed. I envy him.