The clear blue lake reflected the love grove;
Away the snow-evading swans humans drove.
Defoliant sprayed on grass, why to cause hate?
Where to fly the birds predetermined to migrate?
Where to hide the misfortune that great grew
As I had been foolish enough to rush to see you
So that I became unexpectedly the ugly stranger
After an abyss filled with distrust and danger
And that I turned suddenly into a solitary guy
With tired wings down to vicissitudes to tie.
Love did exist but now considered indefinite;
My sadness is immense as the universe infinite.
The surface of the lake mirrors a new bloom;
Even not looking back I do eternally gloom.
Thank you for the blissful days of emotion,
For not to feign affection or pretend devotion.
The red-crested songbird twittering its carol
Sounds like duns to have me over a barrel.
You are there but your life you did waive;
I am here but under some grass-covered grave.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem