By sun touch at cumulus I agitated
Flowers make laugh at intoxication of spring
By forestry land you graceful lady
The ray of glace goes on play.
Memories never abolished at page of memory huge moonlight
Fall in drops.
From your fee to shinbone wetted by kiss.
Across lane- by lane of Paris at your colorful humming
Sun returns at peak of brick field.
A life without love is not life
That is colorless.
We premised as much distance between out let and sea
Distance of us will be to that extant
Put ear to lover’s heart and listen the disturbed foamy sea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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