Before i reached for its kindness
before i touched that flower`s sweetness
it withered!
Before i thought for a second chance
my heart cried in the first place
i felt like an outcast
why should the flower shrink
before our bodies link?
on this i think
But Saul was forgiven
my heart flashes
yes! his deeds were forgoten
my heart acclaims
Thus the bush of weeds
in me will be plucked out
and flowers with bright petals
in me will shine out
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem