Gather the stars if you wish it so.
Gather the songs and keep them.
Gather the faces of women.
Gather for keeping years and years.
And then . . .
Loosen your hands, let go and say goodby.
Let the stars and songs go.
Let the faces and years go.
Loosen your hands and say goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gather the memories one by one And when no more memories exist It's time for this life to say goodbye And create memories once again