Which shadows
come back
in their cradle
Who are sleeping
in the fatherland
Which moon
shines white in their sadness
Whose voice reaps
forgetfullness.
English version by Sapphire / Ramona Lofton
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful piece of poetry, well encapsulated and nicely brought forth. Good rendition of words to utmost justice. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Kostas.