You make me want to drink
though i love you, your unfaithfullness has made me jealous
and i end up in the canteen
faith, faith, the love poured from up above
life is a poem, with birds
aa crown where we are jewels
love hate love hate love love
dont abuse me
love me
im indiferent to the blooming of flowers,
the effect of your love has been contrary to the formulae
im going to get a black cat
and some decent white clouds on the hills
and a bed of flowers that wont suddenly move
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice