Her expressions are beautiful,
Like the twilight
That appears in the blue horizon
Which is the beauty of the night.
The moon gently drifts,
Into the world
Lost in that twilight
My love, I can't express my love.
The night remains starry,
But she is far away
In a strange land
In a strange country.
The dying flames of the sun,
We have lost the twilight
Rays have lost its hue
Sun has sunk deep into the oceanic blue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem