'Whose shadow lingers here? '
Not a shadow but a spirit my love.
Its owner was quite happy.
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
I watched her laugh, while she died deep inside.
You give your thoughts a shake,
And laughs until your belly aches.
The only sounds that break me are,
Of distant howls and the screaming lass.
The queen has died,
Yet don't laugh.
The cunning queen has promises to keep,
After the death of the kingdom, she ruled.
The sly old spirit must strike the vipers!
Rising from her coffin,
The soul bids goodbye,
Hollow eyes beg her spirits -
'unleash yourself and go for the kill! '
A promise made must be,
the promise kept.
The kingdom shall rise again,
Take back what she lost and honour her life.
Death stops mortals,
but the spirits go on.
Honour her life,
you honour her kingdom!
Let the lost queen rise again!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem