behind the right side of my home
there is a bridge gaping the river
to my left side
my beloved was always there
we exchanged kisses standing on
the bridge
the ultimate proof of our love
the bridge that gave me the reason of life
that had made my life worth ltiving
now she left me never would that bridge
but i always miss my left side there
everything is same except you
i cry on the bridge to make it aware
but it does'nt hear me as i think
along with you it is the bridge too
who departed away from my life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem