My god, when the crazy winter rains
Are pouring down
And washing the houses of this tired city
When the desperate loneliness
On the rusty gutters
Is flowing into the street, sobbing
Remember me
Remember the place you left me
And find me
Find me, my God
And be aware, be aware that
I am standing beside the window and watching
I am watching my own fate
I, who have been left bareheaded and barefoot
Out in this rain
But i, the owner of this fate
Belive, belive, belive in You
Even in this godless world
Vagif Samadoghlu (1982)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
............very nice....keep the faith...God has not left us...