I do not know...
When will you shine on my night?
And remove all its darkness
When will you exhort me to feel?
With the comfort and warmth of your tenderness
I'm from my balcony looking forward to see you
My heart is eager for your face
My eyes are waiting for you
Try to collect your features
They are like a watchdog penetrating
The dark barriers of darkness
In the most difficult and difficult circumstances
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem