I won't tell, this man,
was even nice
to help me he wanted
in the English
and he wrote words
like with the angelic text
and transferred thoughts to paper
and the wind
somewhere he kidnapped
him suddenly
he went missing in papers
and the emptiness remained
and a card is empty
gusts of wind are
empty now
somewhere the wind blew away, suddenly.
went missing in papers
well-known
unknown
get to know
not-learned
forgotten
as
the last year's
wind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
im sure this mystery person is not forgotten, well i know.. he lives on in your mind ans heart... and you in his