He died in my heart, and he will never come back to me. He died in my soul, but I know it I will see him in my dreams. He did not see how his life turns off, but I see it, and I cannot live with this.
He will never again touch my face, and never
Again, kiss my lips. Oh God I want to die with him, I want to go where he go. I just want to be with him one more time, before he left me alone.
However, he has already gone, and he will never come back to me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem