Sounding the alarm, sending me into a frenzy of emotions,
not knowing which way to turn, heading downward into the
cisterns of earth, alone and forgotten.
Knowing only that I will keep falling all the days of my
life, because that is my destiny and I cannot fight it,
except through poetry.
Incessantly keeping it in the forefront, never letting it
cool down, energizing only my mind, keeping it on the path-
way to my final sunset.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem