We are like secret lovers! !
So, do wipe up your tears and come to me;
For the busy trees have covered her beauty.
She can't wait for my love! !
But, there are still better days ahead of us;
Able to shine like a star!
Able to see the beauty of nature,
Able to see the light of the truth.
Trying very hard to lead her righteous paths,
Ways of love and life;
Yes! ! ! She can't wait on this love.
This love,
This life,
With the muse of the world;
Living and learning always,
And like the herbalist and the farmer.
Wipe away your tears and come to me! !
Home sweet home with the muse of my sweet love;
So wipe away your tears! !
A warm hearted man with the muse of Mama Africa,
Only waiting to show you the way.
It is time to face my life with the muse of her sweet love! !
But, she can't wait any longer;
Only to turn her face into another direction.
Red hot hills! !
With the mills of life and the wills of nature;
Meeting her in another realm,
But she can't wait any longer.
Silent Night,
Silent hill!
Cherry gardens and dreams;
To hold on to the truth,
And to behold her beauty! ! !
The real thing is her love,
Able to lead her with the works of the truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dreams of love! Thanks for your comment on my poem. Stay blessed always.