Before the dawn
black sky breaks in my eyes.
We were very sick.
You were avoiding
the cross. I cannot pass on twisted
version of beautiful end.
Tiger was alone in den
waiting for a saddened song
on piano for a last time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Black sky breaks the eyes and before the dawn we wonderfully feel this truth. This poem is brilliantly penned.