Oh my dancing fire!
Tormented,
Consumed,
And yet fascinating!
A flame herself by burnin',
Light in melt is given.
Oh my longing fairy!
In her death
When she turns to ashes,
And all to darkness,
I dream a dream of her,
A sweet serene, and silent dream.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem