death but felt the left
in this life of one birth.
Pain was crying onto the best painful rhymed
Graved and buried, where the soul of thy,
thou are in my memories of life.
The last bye of thy reckoned
But the carved tomb is still in my brave heart,
Thy soul is around me:
I can feel and see thee.
Where the life ends, thee start from there-
immortal thee turned,
Every day I live in thy grief...
Every day I wish to fill my memories of love and lost of my life
Every day I breath
my breath lone without thee!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem