From pain, the greatest poems born,
A silent tear, a sudden pain,
A storm,
But Life goes on, it's just that plain,
And yet for some, there will no longer be,
The Fantasy,
Of singing in the rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This says it is poem 0 of 1786.: -) I have long thought that negative emotions have inspired a little more than positive ones. What a shame