No girl loves an old poor guy
No one bothers to ask why
The love he cherished for so many years
No one wants that love no one ever cares
His hopes and dreams are like winter's white clouds
No one is keen to know their whereabouts
The tears he sheds for the girl he needs most
Nobody sees those tears from coast to coast
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem