Oh you, my life enormous like sky!
You never fondled me and so did I,
But nevertheless we are agree
In all that done and ever will be.
You are my only real friend,
We strode together hand in hand,
We will do that up to the end.
You'll never flatter me.
You listened each my honest cry
And I will do that when you die.
We never mixed up thy and my.
The rest of my I leave to thee
Like you would leave to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem