When the dark cloud comes to life
The sky makes the birds to dive
The sky does not dark for long
Stars will still come out to listen to song
A song by the victims of love
The resting bird listen to the music of love
And it lulled it to sleep and dream
Your love makes my world a world
A world without your love
Is like a bird without a home
It sleeps where the night closed the gate of the sun
It eats what the nature gives as food
No perfect place for it to go
That is exactly how a world will be without your love
I cannot do without your love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you very much @Kelly Kurt. I am humbled