No surety and nothing.
Thinking this
I am making friendship
With You, my dear sky.
My life is not mine.
Thinking this
I am fighting with you
My dear time.
I know not whether
I stood here or not
I know not whether
You are in love with me.
But I am here
And You are also there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem