A young girl saddened my heart.
By her innocent face, no longer steady.
She has been shivering, and twisted body.
Some kind of angel malady.
Her father smile of happy sadness,
Holding her, in his harms of cuddles
No longer shining veils can hide pity.
Sadly, that no one can tell, life is fair.
Cruel flesh on her weary mother,
Which spontaneous love never shed silence.
Over and over each day smile
On her knees, she prays, don' t takes her away.
Violet fragrance, her deaf laugh relived the harts.
Shroud of tired eyes, evoke the real sense of love.
Lowly, compassion of vagabond desire.
For that girl, precious despair.
Full of bloom, innocent girl stolen from the heaven fields
Amid growing lilies the bad flower
Torn from her earthly soil, her wings withered.
O sweet girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem