You be a couplet
And I'll be the prose-
All they hear is your heart that's beating,
All they hear is the door that close.
You be the portal
And I'll be the way-
All they hear is the words, that falling;
All they hear, what they want to say.
You be the starlight
And I'll be the moon-
All they hear is a far light shining:
All they hear is a muted tune.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful and uplifting in a way