Love, there is something I hold back.
For a rainy day
I always keep something in reserve
for a rainy day
but then I'm thinking - where my fall-back is.
I give you everything-my-love
I give you my heart, my all
and you want more and more.
Love, there is something I keep in cold store
for a rainy day, she says
something I haven't shared with you yet
I-keep for a rainy day.
But I'm now thinking the rain is pouring
I can't give you any more
I don't give a damn what's-held-back in store
I've seen and heard it all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem