Tell me-
Who is the one who walks always beside you?
When I see, I find one,
When others see, they find none.
I look ahead up the pink road,
In the darkest hours of the night,
There is always I could find one,
Who walks beside you, as if;
Gliding along the skaty surfaces of the ice,
And sliding along the waters, on and on;
I do not know whether it's he or she,
But do let me know some day,
Who is that one who walks beside you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sightly haunting with pink road and the unknown he or she or it..Good imagination..