When the night is long
And the heart is full of pain
Sleep does not come to the eyes
And tears flow like cold rain
When the night is dark
There is no one in the street
Mind is full of sad thoughts
Tear wets the crumpled sheet
When heart is broken
Into pieces sans making a sound
The wind flows hard shouting
‘It is time to sleep under the ground.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem