When the night is shrouded in silence
And your body aches
As you can hear your breath
Traveling like a train
To an unknown destiny
You shiver
And your every bones cry
Through the lonely sky
And all the while
beneath your every hair
Beneath the pores of your skin
Burns an anguish
A desire
As dark as night
For to go back
And begin anew
But you know it
As well as I
A life cannot be lived
But twice!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice - O loneliness look - i'm the living death not in any breath on every tread of life viper's frequent bite shrouds me as Noah's flooded tide....... nice