I have been waiting for you long enough inside my mind,
Yet, I know not who you are,
or which soul can save you from that rusty cage.
You who I ever dreamt of...
You who are not, and never is or become real.
I thrive for a drop of reality.
You may come
part by part, but you never appear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem