I know,
You know,
In fact, everybody knows
The bright thing....
We think so and become extremely joyous,
But then......
A dark flash of lightning
In the clean sky,
It reveals the ultimate truth that
Nobody knows the brilliant thing at all,
As we stretch our eyes,
We see pitch-darkness miles after miles
In front of us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem