Dreams beyond this world, a wonderful sight to behold.
Fantasy-filled outer space, placing importance on the
reality of death stirring within.
Repugnant thoughts of life, dancing clumsily in my
mind, attempting to hold on when there is nothing worth
grasping.
Elusively floating above the wishes of other people,
holding on to what means the most to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem