Crying incessantly into the atmosphere, not caring if anyone
sees, living in abject loneliness even though people are all
around.
Just wondering and questioning the preponderance of suffering
in this life, understanding nothing, only wanting to be a part
of something else in this world, not just intense loneliness.
Being silent throughout the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem