'I stood alone beneath the tree
as winds blew softly towards me
and in my heart a lonely leaf
that thinks of love that was so deep
that even if our love is brief
but still our hearts has much to keep
I remember that fateful night
when I saw her such a delight
she didn't know first time we meet
we talked and greet she was so sweet
as from that hour I seemed to fly
she had become my star and sky
after so many thankless years
I loosed myself to dreams and tears
the thing I want to see again
is her eyes if there's still pain
that maybe if she is now free
the hope there's still a spark for me.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem