If time wouldn’t be an object
The grave will also be eternity
My heart never stops
In the depth of my soul
We shall be walking though that isle
I should lay a promise
To rest my soul rhythm
Loving you still (dancing to the rhythm)
Why does it be for a period?
Why never it last until
The edge of doom
Forever is the word
I can count my heart’s beat
Where my soul is resting
Nature does not allow
To crony and to accompany
It’s life to death
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Alancia, that was beautiful... Tsira.