Brimming are my eyes with hopeless longing
Where have she lost?
For my heart is now fogging
This soul of mine needs her; I need her, at any cost
All I have is a vivid collection of her face
For she has disappeared without a trace
And when dusk sets in
Wonder are the shadows of her long kept memories
Will I ever see her again?
Will I ever be relieved of this pain?
Gather must the angels
Aphrodite’s if ever you were
Command this anguish to discharge of me
Then and only then will I be free
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.