My tears are falling so call me sad
I'm talking to myself so call me mad
In dreams and illusions I am clad
I have no destination just love to gad
Τα δάκρυά μου τρέχουν, πες με λυπημένο
Μόνος μου παραμιλώ, πες με σαλεμένο
Όνειρα και ψευδαισθήσεις μ' έχουνε ντυμένο
Όλο τριγυρίζω χωρίς σκοπό συγκεκριμένο
eek GAD's I forgot to add, loved the ending line, its destination then, to complete the final rhyme.
Splendid write! Those moon inspired dreams and disorders! GAD I am not one of the afflicted, as Lon used to say, then came the sudden change!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are heading towards nothing yet you feel like: I have no destination just love to gad....The modern day's condition nicely expressed.100***