Oh' Dear
I still remember those moments
when you said to me:
'your poetry is not just a poetry
...
Oh' Friend
Why you go away
Far, far from me
Often, that time
...
Oh my Prince!
I will be waiting for you
throughout the life...
You have stolen
...
When
in the calm and lonely night
a breezing wind sings a song
of quite unknown season of love...
...
In my book of life
there are so many pages of my past memories
being preserved
very carefully
...
Oh! my love,
to have you and to lose you
are like the two seasons
of the life...
...
Oh my love!
waiting for you a long way
am being reached
to the stage of life
...
Sometimes
the autumn fascinates
while our walking gently
on the dry out brown leaves
...
Some of the memories
are reserved for those nice moments...
when on the earth
the carpet of moonlight spreads all around
...