No face I want to see,
Faces are only here
With so many colors.
I want a life but with no face,
No life is here but the faces.
The winter and the summer
All have their separate faces,
And I like them with originality.
The star and the car
All are moving side by side,
But they are there not far.
I want to see all together,
Without any fear, if they appear
Before the mirror.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem