below a rotten bridge
where i have found two golden coins
the terrain is desiccated.
near the pillars of the bridge
where i have found a silver shackle
the fundament is damaged.
near the road behind the bridge
where i have found a bronze bracelet
the arroyo is dehydrated.
at the handrail of the bridge
where i have found a bunch of nothing
the boy is ready to fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem