Whenever I see a lonely bird is flying
I frighten,
once again I have to fall in love!
Once again I have to fly beside her
Once again I have to burn my wings
Once again I have to wet my pillows.
I have swum in the river of sorrow.
Vampire sucked my vain,
Hyena, dog and fox devoured my flesh.
But still I like to watch
A lonely bird is flying…
If I get you naked at night
Beside me in my bed
I'll not become a mad
Rather, in very low voice
I ‘ll call you, "O bird… Come bird."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem