My great failure is that I loved someone so deeply
That I myself got gradually immersed in it;
Destiny came to save me from that vortex later
But pushed me down and down to the bottom of sorrows;
Yet, my love makes uprises against all the trampling,
Reconfirming that love will bow down to love only!
(Composed with 13-syllable lines)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem