It's time to stay in the cave.
To hide for over a decade.
To avoid those who always hate.
To protect my heart from an ache.
It's time to be with you, my moon
To show and yell how awful I feel,
When way from you, my dark night guide
When way from you, the calmer of tide.
It's time to rest with you, my love
Let this suffering meet its end
In your arms, I won't be doomed
In your bosom, I won't gloom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem