Let the sun fall in globules of fire
Let it kill the innocent flower
I won't let you come out
To hear the thirsty crow shout
Let the fire engulf the dry crops
Let birds fall from tree tops
I won't let you come out
To make the seed of love sprout
Let men turn blind in sun's glare
Let blank eyes forget to stare
I won't let you come out
To my solemn love openly flout
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is the pain when one becomes emotional.A nice piece.