You came like a poem at the night,
Then I said: 'The tide! The tide! '
The depth of the sea had become seen;
A poem, which shines in my heart.
I became a sail in your wind,
I was a wawe, I settled down in your side,
With your love my fear of fire died,
Oh, the city which has the face of sky like a glost.
'Oh my heart, oh my heart, I know you are tired,
But the summer will be come soon! ' I said.
The magics of the words was so uncovered.
Is the guest which I am waiting for still in the depth?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem