These evenings are really too much for me…
As the sun and the stars make love…in their dim light
I feel as I’m burning…
The whole day
I traveled from one end to another
And my feet got weary…
But still I couldn’t be a Sun…
The whole day
I toiled… I toiled…as best as I could
I put all of my blood corpuscles to their tiring duty
But still
I couldn’t
Keep my hands upon the blushed eyes of love…
Light and darkness…seems playing wind
in their game…
These evenings-
too hard to live…!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem