The moonlight rolls down like a river
The silence streams out like a sea
And for where the eastern winds quicker
My farewell goes floating to thee.
Like night when the sunset is fading
And starbeams troop up in the skies
Through a cold dark and lonely forever
Gleams the light of the poet eyes
And sometimes when i am weary, when the path is thorny and wild
I'll look back to the eyes in the twilight
Back to the eyes that smiled
And pray that a wreath like a rainbow
May slip from the beautiful past
And crown me again with sweet, strong love and keep me, and hold me fast.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem