ህድደን ዎርልድስ - Hidden World's Poem by James McLain

ህድደን ዎርልድስ - Hidden World's



I have not spoken like this because.
I had no way of knowing
if after thousands of years you could
still read this language.
After your death I could not go on my love.
So I had them bury me alive next to you
untill your return my love.



እ ሃቭኤ ኖት ስፖቀድ ሊቀ ትህስ።
እ ሃድ ኖ ዋይ ኦፍ ቅኖውንግ
እፍ አፍተር ትሆዑሳንድስ የአርስ ይኦኡ ጮዑልድ
ስትልል ረአድ ትህስ ላንጉአገ።
አፍተር ዮዑር ደአትህ እ ጮዑልድ ኖት ጎ ኦን ምይ ሎቭኤ።
ሶ እእሃድ ትሄም ቡርይ መ አልቭኤ ነሽት ቶy ይኦኡ
ኡንትልል ዮዑር ረቱርን ምይ ሎቭኤ።

Monday, December 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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