(Poemul împăcărilor cu Cerul)
I write on a tear from heaven: Love, !
Even voice today is much louder,
But again, the rain comes in thoughts
And drowning in the depths my flight.
I write on a wing star: Forgiveness!
And I want to touch your forehead,
But your star slips into the sea,
And I tired to call you.
I write on white paper, old
Messages burned, full of thrill,
But the wind blowing in my letters,
And hide under the shadow of a cloud.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
writing on a tear writing on a wingstar writing on white paper hiding under the shadow of a cloud....... thank you for these wonderful imaginative sentences. tony