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This is me translating...Sorry not so good, but I wanted to share it and did my best. English is not my first language but I hope you like it too
I gave you the opportunity to choose
between dying on my chest
or on my poems' books
Choose the love, or the non-love,
It's a weakness if you do not choose
There is no middle way
Between heaven and hell
I gave you the opportunity to choose
between dying on my chest
or on my poems' books
And i will be satisfied with any of your decision,
Throw all your cards,
And i will be satisfied with any of your decision,
Say something. React. Blow up
Do not stand like a tack
I cannot stay forever
Like the straw under the rain
I gave you the opportunity to choose
between dying on my chest
or on my poems' books
You are exhausted
And scared
I have got a long way to go
There is no sea without revolving
Dive into the sea, or just move away
Love is a major confrontation,
Sailing against the current,
Harsh and torment and tears
And a trip between the planets
I gave you the opportunity to choose
between dying on my chest
or on my poems' books
Your weakness is killing me, oh woman
Which is having fun from behind the scenes
I do not believe in a love
Which does not have the insurgents' madness
Does not hit like the hurricane
And does not break all the walls
If only your love could just gobble me up,
Or just lift me up as the hurricane does,
I gave you the opportunity to choose
between dying on my chest
or on my poems' books
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what language was this in? just wondering. you did a really good job! it reads like a native English poem.
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