From the impervious dark night's portal
Comes the magpie robin's whistle,
The day's last sun-rays burn wonderfully
On the evening sand,
At the beginning of the unknown night
The whistle of the magpie robin was heard
For the last time−
A shrill whistle, a strong music!
It's a signal for the night and death,
Magpie robin's whistle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem