My heart it beats with so much love.
'Cause I of you don’t get tired of.
I’m wanting more of your lovely fragrance.
I’m wanting more of your lovely presence.
A minute alone I can not endure.
You must not go my love I adore.
I feel so bitter when you are gone.
Like an old widow that has no fun.
So please stay, I beg you my dear.
For life is bright when you are near.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem