'As I walk in this park
I see the glint of moonlight
among the line of trees
and the rustling leaves
seems like a song to me
that it heals a part
of my heavy heart
for in these trees
years and years ago
that night with lots of falling stars
while we talked on this bench
you told me that it feels so nice
to fall in love
with the beauty of the moon
the soft wind
and the sweetest kiss
you gave your heart to me
as I'm back to this place again
looking at the distant stars
beside this little fountain
and sweet seraph
and like I always do
I drown myself with thoughts of you.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem