Love,
To play the music;
With the muse of your sweet muse,
Because, some things in life are not bought with money.
Life,
Everything has its own price;
Whether for positive or for negative,
Along the muse of nature.
Love,
Take me home to where i belong to!
A place of peace and unity;
With the muse of the laws.
Dry, try, cry, wry, fry, Mary, marry, tarry, Gary, angry!
But, the answers are inside the doors of true love;
And, whatever will be in life will be! !
With the muse of nature.
Love,
To play the music for you to dance;
With the echoes of nature and with the ways of life,
But, try to make use of your time on positive things and live.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem