For moments you are bound in beautiful memories to me,
where I view you in thoughts in the next second
but later when loneliness finds in the wind its sound,
my love feels more and more bonded to you
but in the fog of you there is pain and old wounds,
where I long for your company and to you to talk,
see your pretty eyes gleam in their own sunshine,
it's as if you are right here for a short while,
where I view you in thoughts in the next second.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem