My passion has risen
beyond my mind:
My body has ruled
my high spirit, My loving heart
has ruled myself.
My sensitive
Conscience, daily
battles my mind;
Why? have i lost
the sense of stains?
The dream of many?
Can't I differentiate
between white and red?
Oh! my mind can do,
My spirit can feel,
My brain can tell
But my emotions?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not bad but not that great. The format is good and the structure and way its looks is good enough, but the language needs to have a little more emotion. It either needs to be completely vague or completely clear, and the way it is written makes it sound like both of them and neither of them at the same time.