There's a full moon above
and the one that I love
is taking too long to respond.
Can't he see in the night
how it shines in my sight?
Or has he forgotten our bond?
The first time we kissed
he told me he missed
the glow of the moon way beyond.
There's a full moon once more
but my heart is so sore
for I think he forever is gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem