Glass panes beautify life and love
Let them try to break the lens of our homes
And flowerpots fizzing with flowers of sin
You who laugh showing your black teeth
Your greed and dread are in vain
If your face falls asleep in a broken mirror
It does not matter
I am away into the north whose absence is meaningful
Into silence and cold
Where only the trees resemble humans
A song with excellent rhyme and deep meaning. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that was a lovely poetic massage!