Tonight I harbour
a secret joy
and a secret sorrow
and the ships sail on
over waves
as cold as they are dark
and the moon paints
shades of shadows
on my forest garden
and in the turmoil of my thoughts
and nobody will ever know
nor wonder
what my secret joy
and my secret sorrow
are.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, it's very easy for us to hide our sorrow and joy.