Target language: Engels
How is love written?
In one word
Or are there always
At least two words?
People
always meet
Fall in love and
still plit up
Love isn't written that way
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth
Oh, no. I can't stand it anymore
I'm on the edge
Each of my words
is used carefully
Each of my bridges
is on the Drina
What is sacred tonight
And eternal, oh, my gray life
Blessed, that's what makes you tremble
But that you admire