Today my songs came to an end.
At night my voice was stuck in my throat.
It feels like I’ve lost my closest friend
I can’t even utter a single note.
My mind is hollow, yet filled with things -
what time it is and will it rain?
But I still hold my pillow in the evenings
and try to cough to get rid of the pain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem