The girl lies awake
The girl steals the moon light
The girl wishes for fro you to be alive
She faces a horrible future
And remembers her horrible past
Its time for her to sleep at last
No more morning over a dead corpse
No more crying more and more
Its time to get off the floor
And stop stealing life from everyone like before
Don't remember your painful past
Only remember what comes to pass
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem