You are the sun
who give the brightness light to a land
You are the moon
who give the prettiest night to a man
without you, life are totally out of the dreams
living in misery off the reality
you were here, cheering all my miss
then you gone, so fast like a bliss
to miss you is something that are forbidden
to love you is something that have to be forgotten
you are the sun, you are the moon
you are the gorgeousness causing me this wounds
now there are no more brightness light
no more prettiest night
as the cloud envy us, covers our sights.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem