I'm owe to Browning
I'm owe to you
I'm owe to the birds and trees
That teach me making of love though.
I offer my love to you
As if you are my Dona
Yea, you may renounce it
And throw me to marona
There among them I must not forget you
Rather I must consider myself as a Jew
To whom the sheep is also a loveable one,
And I'll offer myself to be a loving person!
Marona hmmmm..... consider me a Jew who are laden with eternal truth....offer myself to be a loving person...... good job. Hmmmm. Simple and serene creation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I offer my love to you As if you are my Dona Yea, you may renounce it And throw me to marona....it's wonderful