You know I've gone the other way
Perhaps you don't;
perhaps you don't even notice
and it's only in my mind this memory exists
Perhaps you do
and you wonder why I'm as such
going the other way
when everyone marched in one
You offered the best life, you said
You offered such bliss without vice
Why should anyone want to go,
leave the warmth of the crowd?
I wandered over every lane, alleyway
and I could not see what I sought
I entered my loneliness and the deserted ways
and the distracting crowds disappeared
Perhaps you don't wonder at all
Perhaps I imagine it all - nonetheless,
I wish you are happy where you are
as I'm content in my quiet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem