She sees the light that faded in his eyes,
and felt the doleful shades of the unearthly
she saw the mighty goddess casting fetters
over the battle where heroes ablaze the fight.
Cruel crafty swords made way into the crowd
ceasing lifes, lofty souls have left the ground;
If she could look into the eyes of the one
who had the power to leave this world behind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem