The Civilization of our people
From long ago
From centuries
That pained
The Soul of Suffering.
The suffering was of May
And
The suffering was of
Before
But
Now the suffering greater is
Greater will be
In June, in June today.
But
If there be
More Production
In to the throes of Civilization
Then
Let the Snows of Suffering
Mourn not
The funereal pain
The images of the cemetery
The cemetery trees
The scream in the night
The rosary of lamenting
Of ghosts and shrouds
Stately walking
Suffering
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True feelings and pretty emotions.