When you feel diswinging pain
And your vision makes absurd,
Sustain, my fearless bird, sustain.
And soon you'll fly to other world.
Every meter in the clouds
Will protect you from the fear.
There is nothing left to bound,
Just relax and move your wings.
You will pass the darkening border
Under the disarming moon.
Further, wingless flyer, further,
You shall find your endless bloom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem