stranger, and in my heart her homeland...
faraway from me, but between my ribs her living...
sad she is, and from my eyes her tears...
wounded, and from my blood her blooding..
you are alife...
after you, i have no alife..
you are a hoping...
after you, i am an illusion and loss...
you are an epic..
and just for you a poets write...
a wish, a hoping, a happiness you are...
stranger you are, my beauty girl, ...
please come back to your homeland..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem