Who is coming and who is going
All that I want to know.
All that I want to see the sun
In the dark and in the light as well.
In the dark I ascertain the truth
Where is going the good with you.
With you, dear, I want to see
The space with the falling leaves.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Life is a play in the hands of time