the morning clouds have come
you were not in the shade
where were you
but
this is not why I’m here tonight
I’ve gathered the morning dew on my feet
hoping to catch descending tears
pretending they are hope's victory
over those sad truths
that made love wept
one day
you could spare these eyes
for seeing things
I wish they hadn’t
one day
you will sing to these lips
for saying things
I wish I was glad they did
till that time
I'll wait under morning cloud
for the savanna rains in the clouds
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I would like to translate this poem
great poem, full of emotion building up from every line, nice