The sun is about to set, a colorful twilight,
I come out for a walk.
And I can recall
There will arrive a time
My own sun would also be set.
But alas!
That twilight may not be so colorful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
During sunset we see colorful twilight that amazes mind. Later this may not be colorful. But cheerful moments of life may fade due to time of ending. Wonderful poem is shared on life and death.10
So much thanks, dear poet; always wishes for you.