A checkered pattern above this wall
So far from my call
This plane roars above the sky
A sadness clawing at me as I search for the phone
Deep inside hoping you'll be home
A deep trench of loneliness
Longing for your touch of loveliness
A beautiful smile belonging to you
That brightens the very day you pass through
Sadness overcomes me as I hear the ringing
Passing by as the clock is ticking
Hoping you'll come to my call
Though it may be too late for us to fall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem