Your love to me is now like liquid crystals,
And, that is why you cannot get away from your stories today;
But, as lonely as a pea,
Is the muse of your love like liquid crystals.
Pea, lea!
Follow the light and do not walk in the darkness;
And like outward acts of others without the winepress.
Plead, lead!
With the muse of your stories today in this village;
But, i have five loaves of bread and two small fish to share with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem