Oh what is the story behind my life's plan?
Oh when will I feel the glory of a true man?
Why is it, that I still have the desire to desire you?
What is it, that is still pulling me to pull you?
When is it, that I realized the realization of unconditional affection?
How is it, that I can still memorize the memories of our union?
Where is it, that our mutual affection became so affectionate?
Who is it, that slyly fueled our fuel against our dear soul mate?
Both desirous of reconnection,
Both pulled their reflection.
Unknowingly they realized self-affection,
Unknowingly they memorized self-connection.
In themselves they found affection,
In themselves they found conspiration.
Thus is the story behind every plan.
Thus is the glory behind every Man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem