The sun sets on the horizon from the distant land,
Where birds chirp and couples lay hand in hand.
I look at the sun to say goodbye,
To the beautiful colours that paint the sky.
Shades of orange, yellow and pink,
Fluffy white clouds, into my heart they sink.
And although I hate to see the sun go,
Its beauty and love has been my show.
I've seen the sunset so many times,
Yet it's still the most favourite sight of mine.
Its exquisiteness strikes warm in the month December,
Its irreplaceable memory I will always remember.
There will be no sadness, nor any sorrow,
Because my sun, you will rise tomorrow.
I won't feel hurt, nor feel any pain,
Because on your way down, your beauty will reign.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem