You have never come into my dreams.
And I have no place to touch down.
I don`t drink spirits, not in the least.
I go mad and speak in a round.
I am a sad bird which has no wings.
Did you lose our love in a hustle?
You will never come into my dreams.
You are like a wind or a sandcastle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am a sad bird which has no wings. Did you lose our love in a hustle? bird, wings, dream, sandcastle. ohh how many images are u using my dear poetess. just love it. thank you. tony