Rocking along on a merry-go-round of intense music,
enjoying its tantalizing energy being emitted through
each and every note.
An answering reply of loneliness and abandonment that
is traveling through the atmosphere on its trail of
sorrow.
Tears flowing like an interior waterfall, leaving
traces of themselves down dusty trails of yesterday
when riding along edges of mountains and ravines.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem