she takes her kisses with her to the wilderness
wise, sorrowful flesh became a woman's stages
because he no longer gives flowers to anyone
only to be a bright shadow
which is a proudly weak, merry trace
but the blue sky was already grey above me
and your radiance becomes a ghost
but I'm as calm as infinity
or a leaf in the roaring sea
and I would go to people who smiling
still, no one would be with me
the walls wept with great sadness
the walls of my sunless life
I didn't cry when she cut my heart
let my memory be as light as the scent
which ascends to heaven and be eternal
as long as bonfires open from my heart
and my sacrificed love smokes
with light from heaven
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem