Alone in the cold morning
Petitions to God for a good day
Seeing the dance between
The moon and stars
The few that are left
With a sigh I give to the day
Whatever possibilities may come
Still with her in my mind
And my heart as far away
Like the stars from the moon
I slowly move into the time
That does not include her
Alone in the cold morning
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem