How should I tell you? 
That how much I love you? 
Just see in my eyes, 
Between these you lie.
I don't know clearly, 
But I think shortly-
That those must be your eyes, 
From where I love realized.
In dreams, I tell you a lot of things, 
But in front of you, I say nothing, 
Still my eyes speak all those things, 
Yet you never feel anything.
You are in my heart and soul, 
Loving you silently has become my goal; 
It's my hope & it's my faith, 
You will love me before my death!                
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I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Great description of love.