Once i thought her
For my sweet heart
But one came, on our way
And killd it away!
Again i thought her
With my second attempt
But again comes another, on her mind
And made me love-lorn;
With her fairy moments and pray.
Fruitless love remarks me'she is for you'
And love have no decay
Now i realise on her view.
Though i am not immortal
I should expire
But my love would remember her!
And love would become rusty
Then i will born again;
To re-lay my love and pray! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wc my drn drnd try and make u good