Idioma de destino: Inglés
I am not generally into poetry, but this one is very funny:
I love you so much
That I believe I die
Oh, my dear, I adore you so.
When we walk arm in arm
I feel really flattered
That everybody is looking at me.
All would be great
But you see, it's not really so
Because I tell what I feel inside
But you smile and smile again
And I think I'm talking crap.
And please look into my eyes.
Understand? I love you dear
How the hell should I still talk?
You are everything for me
And I would like to meet you.