'I know I'll never have
the love that'll make me glad
I'll never taste the kiss
that'll put me in such bliss
for here in my bed I lie
thinking and I don't know why
the time have past me now
to rid of it I don't know how
but to my unchanging mind
there's nothing more to find
that the feelings for my love
comes from my God above.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem