A wind is blowing over my soul,
I hear it cry the whole night thro' --
Is there no peace for me on earth
Except with you?
Alas, the wind has made me wise,
Over my naked soul it blew, --
There is no peace for me on earth
Even with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
over my soul a wind is blowing.... very fine poem. tony