The one that hurts me
Who inflicts me with how much I love him
He fell from the chapel roof
When I found out I lamented
I ran to him
But it had never happened
But I had run to him
And neither of us understood
While I may love him so much
Even when dreaming it is inconceivable
It is inconceivable even in dreams
For him to be with me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem