what if i cease to exist
will you be happy to live
will you enjoy like we did not meet
will you be contented for what you believe
will you feel free as you should be
will you love him the more today
will you laugh, smile like i didnt ever see
will you always be feeling okay
what if i die and live no more
will you pray for me and for my soul
or nothing is felt to say i own
for i am no one in your own conception
well, sorry if i pretend.
but, what if these are really true
will you come for me and kiss before i die and go?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem