If you don't believe then try me,
I am a mirror, hunt up this image,
I am a uncouth candle, I keep burning day and night,
I am exhausted, tell the wind to refrigerate me,
I, whose eyes had tears in them, did not appreciate them, I
have been scattered, so now I am covered with sand. Lift me up,
I've been a stone among these stones for a long time.
Someone should come and make me cry for a while.
I want you to allow me,
someone like you should hug me.
There are many animals in stone, there are many stones in stone.
no one knows how to rule me
I want you to please me.
No one likes me like you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem