Aback, my soul travels away from its host
With just a peculiar priceless goal
It leaves haphazardly without a notice its host
Just to go to adore your dauntless
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Travelling soul...... away, , , , , , priceless goal, leaving the host. to adore......... thoughts of a sould that loved and feel the loss. thank you. tony