'I touch you and feel that you're great! .'
Mist whispers.
'It's very smooth your kiss
And I love you!
But you float
And I am stagnant.'
Mountain cries.
'I know the sadness
That touch my heart
And she never betrays me.'
The spectator smiles.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem