I don't wanna break your big angelic heart:
To fly along with you I'm not psyched up enough.
More than fraternal twins, even if stars apart,
We hurry to help each other when time gets tough.
Just like you, I am also His special adopted child,
Yet lacking in holiness and looking for a reason:
For which former sin am I to this planet exiled?
Where all is temporary, and pure love is out of season.
I remembered my true essence and felt heavy-hearted:
Your guardian I used to be a skillion years ago.
Too deeply was I attached to you, and after we parted,
I fell down on Earth, and that was the only way to go.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem