In and around my heart was solitude.
Coldly the night slammed me in long yearning.
The fall of rain increased the long row quiet him the night.
Rain descended under the overcast light the moon.
The night was very cold.
The moon eyes gaze at on cloud darkness.
His light overcast was closed the overcast cloud.
My heart was covered by the uproar.
The tears was the loyal friend in each love trip.
The moon could you felt quiet my night?
The moon how you remained in cold and quiet in each night you?
Could the moon to show the face of my sweetheart through his rays ray?
So that i'could blow out my yearn breath to him.
The night was very cold.
Rain descended and blinked the eyes to me seemed like him tempted me.
Possibly he curios could i'remain in the coldness of the night without the heart sweetheart gave the warmth.
Oh..rain stopped tempted.
I'waited the warmth of his hands.
Only hand of the sweetheart who could heat the coldness of my bones.
The night was still cold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem