Rolling waves in the sea,
Inside I Have lost my heart.
I am cold, I still feel my
warm heart.
Pity me not I have forgot,
one emotion that I should not.
I have aged like the tree,
trying to feel the leaves of the
bush on my face.
Seeing now what it is that I've
lost,
heart bursting at such a large cost.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
My condolances reach out to you, James. : ( Of course, this may not apply to your real life. bri ;)