A really gloomy dreary night
In which people wish to see some light
In which the moon will never be expressed
People say that the moon was depressed
but others say that the moon wasn't impressed
By the sunlight which never came out from the sun
and the moonlight which never came out until dawn
Why am I living in this world I say
But all I can do know is just pray and pray
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem