Sunshine glitters wooing wind
Soothing hearts of men my kind
Then dust calls me brother
And my mother, mother
Beneath a sunshine of another day
Borrowed today that I must pay.
Night light make me deaf and blind
Out of heart and soul resigned
Lost and wondering deep in mind
Leaving life behind.
We were blinder when alive
And more blinder out of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem