Last night
I met the weary pilgrim
In my sleepy realm,
I asked him,
'What's your name? '
He remained silent,
Then I asked him,
'Where do you live? '
He didn't answer,
Being frustrated,
I asked him,
'Are you dumb? '
This time the tired pilgrim answered in a gruff voice,
'Not at all.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lol i really enjoyed this piece Kudos