Oh my darling,
Why are you angry.
Why are you silent In the middle of a lonely room.
It feels good to be angry with you,
But it doesn't feel good to be silent.
Oh dear, Why are you angry.
I dream so much about you,
In the middle of my heart.
How much I have saved,
Love for you You're not here today,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem