Goodbye is hard to stay; so hard
running out, it leaves tomorrow,
And it just can't be said today.
May I not remember, your sweet
touching, I kissed from yesterday.
Around each finger, now it sleeps today.
Yesterday is but to teach the middle,
where tomorrow swells,
and runs away my love-goodbye.
Is it there but out of reach, beneath
the under pass we traveled over.
Do we Cry-Goodbye is hard to stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent! lol Yeah! Goodbye is hard to stay, in deed anyway! Smiling at you Tai, enjoying your form! sort of lol