Where is my only love
my friend and fioncee
oh how she hides as a dove
please truly believe me
her skin so pale and white
I love to kiss our lips
why oh why has she took flight
and well and truly hid
a love so pure as Prague
where of course is my CR
so silly this awful farce
most likely getting drunk at the bar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem