reminds me of an old dream come away
an old-old garden with lily flowers way
sad as hellfire as in cool-freezing hell
with all my memories, dear and cruel
asked me in my falling, where are you?
and I've seen a sad waving old old child
with the ruins of shattered heart and live
My eyes slowly flowing lukewarm night light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem