I remember
When we lost our Routes
That evening
And we got lost our steps
With cloudy winters
,
I remember I became a pale shadow on the water
With our song
And our last dance
In the open
I remember poems that you wrote to me
Longing for me
Your fear for me
Oh, but the echo of the way
Groaning in wrenching pain
Proudly..said:
Nothing remains
Nothing, my little one
Faces are falling into the distance
And nothing remains but hope!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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