hey, my little heart
why are you sitting in the dark?
can't you feel me looking for you?
I'm drifted far with raspy breath
my little heart, let me take you out of dark
you look so cold and pale
you are losing shape
my little heart let me survive
I promise to lock you in the chest
stay in my jail or die lonely
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The body is the jail of the heart- beautiful poem