In the pleasant morning
Of the beautiful season,
I think
I am a happy man,
You too think that
You are a happy man,
Both of us are extremely delighted for this,
Then......
We see our important reflection
In the great mirror,
It reveals the absolute truth
In a significant way,
As both of us find
A harsh spot of our own unhappiness in the core of perfect reflection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Again the last line is bravo! ! !