Never too late to take the last dance
The ships are moving the storms
The storms are moving the stars
The stars are wiping the scars
Never too late to take the last dance
Could just be it's too early tomorrow to rise
In sleep cold eyes slip
Forever goodbye
The sunlight cannot recognise
Never too late to take the last dance
When you know the first one has never begun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem