O winter wind, tune a song of oblivion;
Make me forget the name of a one,
Once I walked with in the meek light of moon,
When the spring calling at Ashulia Road.
O winter wind, blow towards the Atlantic;
Make her recall that there is a road
Waiting for us, The Ashulia Road,
And once again the spring knocking at door.
O winter wind, blow towards the Atlantic; for 'darling Dallas'! !
Actually, I have a little interest about poetry, but I think: It's a good one. Amazing poem.
The painful memory of a lover asking the winter wind to make him forget his lover's name. The waiting period is presented with such a melancholic tune. very well written, Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem on winter, I liked it.10