As I touch the thorns that pour down as blood,
I'm carried in this life away.
My tears of sorrow, pour down like a flood,
But my memory in this life does stay. Though I leave this life in the bitter rain,
There's few that shall notice me gone.
My lovers and friends are left to remain,
And shall not see me at dawn. I take away the sorrow and pain that is near,
That was left for the ones that I love.
I take away the guilt so they can see clear,
I take it to the heavens above. Deep in my soul, I hold all this pain,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem