The first passer-by asked me,
'What's this? '
I said,
'I don't know, '
After a while,
The second passer-by also asked me
The same question,
Again I answered the same,
Finally a little shadow appeared
And whispered to me,
'You definitely know,
But you have no real intention
To answer the question.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the mystery and intrigue you create by situations. Sometimes we know the answer but it's not easy to reveal our knowledge and thought.