Ask that again
How and when
What were we
Remember, what were we
We sound alike
We mutualize looks of ourselves
Softly when we both left
Marks in our faces and skins
We stole what we dream
We did not return them
When we arrive there
We met regrets
We dream again
What was that what was that
Some images come
We are so afraid and want to stay
Now, now, we cannot go back
To destroy worlds
I will walk back in there
I will not tell you anymore
This is all that I have now
These without you
I will sit and relax
Tonight I will not cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem