It's not the first evening
which gave me the shiver.
It's not not the first evening
which made me feel sorry
for my chilled-soul.
Believe me,
I have only one heart.
But, winged desire.
And caged soul,
so.......
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I would like to translate this poem
Helpless state of a human nicely expressed as winged desire and caged soul.