It's a bad day,
I feel like running away,
But I have no place to go,
No place to flow
My dark waters,
Cry, my sadness away
My solitude gray,
Yes, it's been a bad day
When love is at play
And there is no place to go
And even tears
Won't come my way...
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I would like to translate this poem
Dear Sandra, your poem has its own sadness. Feelings are how we feel today but not necessarily tomorrow.