'This cold lonely night
and the darkened skies
seems to be my only friend
as my heart travels
to a different level of melancholy
my closeness with the moon
and the distant stars
puts my soul above
the reach of ordinary minds
with the wind blowing
across my face
even if I'm visibly tired, depressed
and so much in stress
I'm still satisfied
for what I have seen and feel
even with nothing left in me
I still can dream.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem