I  didn’t asked my rose to bloom, 
Yet it bloomed and spread the perfume; 
I didn’t asked the north wind to blow, 
Yet it blew and took me with the flow; 
I didn’t asked the Swallow to sing, 
Still it woke me up by its morning chirp; 
I didn’t asked the sun to rise, 
Still it rose and its warmth filled me.
I didn’t asked you to come, 
Yet you came and filled me with love.
And after that everything changed! 
I started loving roses! I loved the blowing wind! 
I started waiting for the birds to chirp, 
And for the sun and for its shine! 
All that happened, coz you came….: -)                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    