your heart's like a feather gently floating in the air,
you try to give your best but you just can't prepare,
you can't stop smiling, your face is blushing red,
those coveted words reach your lips but are never said…
because when you fall in love for the first time,
grey clouds feel like white,
there's nothing you can't fight,
don't care if its wrong or right,
it just feels so good...
when you fall in love for the first time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
when you fall in love for the first time, grey clouds feel like white, there's nothing you can't fight, don't care if its wrong or right, Love is a mystery. real love is always a mystery. tony