Day and night with out a fright you are hear to protect me through it all we will fall we will stand we will fly but our sprits will never die my soul is with you my heart is yours where did you go when I needed you the most times can be bad times can be good and if you should flee I will feel as if my heart has been ripped from my chest and torn in half for I gave you it all I stood by your sides through the good and the bad the time will come when I need a hand and if you should give me that hand than I will not question you when you flee but if you leave me to fend for myself then I will wonder where you have gone my friend
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem