in alonely dark night
alonely tear rolled out
and touched this paper
every one was sleeping at that night
that lonely tear was my only company for that night
it was me, the tear and the paper
the three of us wanted to do history
to show that world things
differnt things, things you never heared or see before
it was only the three of us that night
only the three of us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is not bad