It is now all over
The mirror is broken
Stories been shredded
JiJi is gone
JiJi is mystery
JiJi JiJi
The flower that once blossomed
has been lost in midst of fog
Devoured by demons
Still there is
faint call sometimes comes
of sweet JiJi that once was
the queen of the heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem