the fake friend was angry with another friend
the one with the bow
was Cupid
the second spirit unfairly attacked
friend of romantic girls
they were far from the conflict
now they were crying together
her head on his shoulder
her head on his knees
What would I do without you
she said
this love is deep and true
everything I dreamed becomes real
before I did not even know what respect was
and the harassment that does not cease
and why
the question that did not find the answer
her friend Cupid was far from the two
but he felt them
and he saw similarities to his destiny
because he was
because he was
because he is
friend of romantic girls
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So feelings