The times I've called on the telephone
Only to be told that, you're not at home.
I wonder why I bother at all
when you are never there
to take my call.
I just want to hear your voice.
Hear you speak the words
that I've heard from others.
I don't want them to be true,
but I will listen to only you
Speak to me, my love. speak to me
Listen to my heart beat
Listen to this lonely soul
From the night of the whirlwind
Listen to my invitation calling you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.