A thread of rebirths, life is a string.
Walk hand in hand, never be forlorn.
For without love, a sad heart bleeding,
One dies before being fully born.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great sharing! Life is a thread of rebirths and a cycle of returns. Just had the images wandering in the mind and happened to get an poetic interpretation from you. Lovely! ∠※∠※