sweet angel voice
the last time i cried
you hear it somewhere
on the mountains with
ice caps, the echoes
reechoing, without
stopping in my mind
let you go
but i can't you know
and even though
i am not with you
i need you so.
kill me softly then
with that angelic song
asking for
my freedom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem