I’m tired of waiting
To someone else I’m longing
For how many years I’m seeking
That makes me feel dying
I’m not exaggerating
That I always keep on thinking
To someone else I’m dreaming
Hoping even though it’s perplexing
I want to stop this feeling
But I can’t even cease on contemplating
I don’t know why I’m still smiling
Then afterwards I keep on weeping
I always keep on trying
For my heart still fighting
The urge of wanting
A love that’s no ending
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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