I looked up and felt that you were there, 
Something told me I was on your mind; 
Wish that you were really next to me, 
Free to do whatever we’re inclined.
Then you called and we conversed awhile, 
Proving what I thought indeed was true; 
But I’d prefer to see you face-to-face, 
Enjoying precious moments spent with you.
Though we’re not far apart in miles, it’s true, 
The road between is keeping you from me; 
Just try to find some time to get away, 
And I’ll arrange to meet you, you will see.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    