The cost of suffering,
you will not tell, O god I look
at sky. You are dangerous.
The kingdom and the
silent moon. I am not in exile. The echo
of voiceless pain asks me to smile.
Do not go into solitude.
The purity of heart gives a lesson.
Your love will not break a mirror.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem