As the sea leaves the shore,
As a lion cries his roar,
My mind drifts back, and memory appear,
Of you and me, when life felt so clear.
Why can't I say goodbye?
Why does the feeling weigh so heavy?
For me to let go, to move on,
And free my mind from this endless storm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem