My utter becomes unkind
wilderness awakens from the silence
it will be a furtive glimpse of his beast
will i adore my wish
my honor to soar in moonlight
i shackle my desire again
if i could not love you anymore
it will be a hangover on my life
or as i adore
sovereign soul
to be freed
from the castles of abandoned pride
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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