Of what reason love to me was untamed?
Why even one I never hath?
Was she to remain be unnamed?
Why yet uncrossing was our path?
Was it February again, I was envy
In my arms, there was none again
Am I destined to be really lonely?
Am I to suffer in total vain?
Send back thine scripts to me
If thine thoughts was I & thee
To walk on shore or drown on sea
what ever it is, just let it be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem