With misery and melancholy
The years are passing by.
If only she'd forget his smile
Be free of him ~ life would be fine.
A brighter light would shine.
But the darling whom she idolized,
Her superstar and guide
Dwells in the heavenly sphere above.
This is why tears multiply
She's ever crying for 'Her Love'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem