heart, soul, body, they were once one
now they are none.
Just the mirror of their existence
reflects in me.
The smitherness of the once existing
mirror of my heart, soul and body
shine through me with the little light
that remains in my eyes.
Torn apart i was;
by the once existing love
that in me once lived.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem