You are what poetry should be like, I tell history,
Beautiful, gorgeous and charming,
I love your blushes, the way you smile without stopping,
O my sweetheart! I enter the dreamland when you kiss me.
Your eyes are like the distant lighthouse,
They assure me and I feel out of danger,
When you touch my cheeks with care,
With your snowy hands, I feel extremely joyous.
I'll never leave you even if the seas become dry,
The stars fall down and the sky forgets to cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem