The sight~horizont of sea
nothing left behind
one without another aren't we
we end with useless delight
I trusted you once only
my fault was that~sorry
vociferous souls suffering lonely
nothing is for warriors their glory
nothing if they haven't anyone
bones into dust and mist
anything written in list
is destiny of born for everyone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem