When the stars shine
I remember my love
It is finer than the above line
The merrieness of a dove
Your gorgeousness spell bounds me
This sinner has to see
Your love shoot him in the heart
And he will remember it part to part
Like the wind that moves the fields
I shall charm thy heart to ecstasy
And I shall take my love's yields
You are the most important fantasy
Your heart is pure of thought
It is hard to find an innocent mind
I war with my emotions I fought
I do not deserve your find
I love you against all odds
In this I have the aid of gods
I'll bet my lucky star
That you are who you are
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice lyric poem, well written.........