forget about it
it is nothing
do not think about
it anymore
it is gone
tonight, just tonight
it must be nothing
it is gone
and it will be another
forgotten thing
who cannot ever
refuse going back there
who cannot resist
taking another chance
who cannot resist
ever holding these hands
again
kissing you from behind
and feeling your neck
against mine
it is a beautiful feeling
oh it is cold and damp and
dark
but it is always beautiful
and for now
we must forget but tomorrow
when light fades away again
we will see each other
same time same place
without speaking
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem