Someone had with me,
I didn't lost in the haze of loneliness
So She: the sparrow as usual
Had come, but left in a while.
Today, no chirping of vibes
Not in the state of flapping her wings
To feel me like her
Perhaps, she knows;
'Someone with us is not for ever.'
I felt her; she tries to feel me
Such things those never last:
'Life is single to chirping on'
'Life is single to flapping own wings.'
'Life is single to walking along with own soul.'
Yet, she was lurking around me
That the someone is with me or not
Perhaps, she found the reality that
The someone is with me or not while I
Meanwhile, she did her sounds of vibes
'Chuin- Chuin, I'm also alone but happy.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem