silence is
a big help when
the time for
fate comes upon
thuds of the loud
noise of the
two horses
in the middle of
it you become
invincible
your heart becomes
a rock
which cannot be
penetrated by its
arrows
at your back two
wings begin to sprout
and without any
sound you fly towards
the sky
to the beatings of your
sigh
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem