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" I still remember her looking at me, that beauty that only God can create. Her warm talk just like the sun of May's afternoon. She was fragile like porcelain. She was beautiful as much as she was sensual. I had so many sleepless nights walking through the paths of her heart. And when the sky was falling down, the clouds were crushin like castles, burning, she was always there to love me. Her smile is even more beautiful than God's smile. And for me, she is my God. Losing her has destroyed my inner thoughts. I don't even know where I am. I find myself walking down the boulevards of my soul with a broken heart, like a heavy shadow fading slowly from her heart. Will our stigmatized love survive all this pain? If you could only have one more chance, I wouldn't say what I thought but what I felt. And if tonight was our last night, I would kiss her and pray for being the guardian of her soul now and forever. "
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