No one cares on my bruised heart
Lukewarm on the gloomy climate of love
Living with no colors and flowers of life
Without pearls and and shaded crystals
Mud of tears within my broken soul
Joyless in a blue atmosphere of unhappiness
Cloudy without shower of smiles of caress
Pale in gray feelings in a shelter ponds of quietness season.
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I would like to translate this poem
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