What would I do if
you gave me the moon?
What would I do if
our love died too soon.
What if the stars did not
shine at night?
What if all hope was gone
and all delight.
You don't need to give me anything.
You just need to be yourself.
And when the night is fiercely cold
wrap your strong arms around me bold.
For you are me and I am you.
Our journey has just begun
and our story too.
And when you give me the moon
and when I hear our lovely tune,
I know our love will last and that
it won't die too soon.
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem