To the deity I have prayed
That we may meet again
So long the breath of life continues
When you return to your country
Do not forget my company
O! Covenant friend…
For lonely I used to be
A low life, son of the gravedigger
Left alone by the mocking stars
But when we struck our friendship
My burden little it becomes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem