Passer-by wait for a while
Spend sometime on this tombstone
A poor creature lies underneath
Who dreamt of love, affection, joy
Now I'm reduced to a shade
Στάσου λίγο περαστικέ
Κάτσε λίγο στην ταφόπλακα ετούτη
Ένα φτωχό πλάσμα βρίσκεται από κάτω
Που ονειρεύτηκε αγάπη, στοργή, χαρά
Τώρα, απόμεινα μία σκιά
For those who died unfulfilled. Death can come anytime, anywhere. Beautiful
Whose mind is not a stone come sit moment on my grave pore a drop of eye-water.(Malayalam poem)
Who dreamt of love, affection, joy Now I'm reduced to a shade... Life is eternal
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh! Now that was a startling take on a visit to a graveyard- -startling and then touching and in the end not at all macabre.