O my pearly fate! Why ye keepeth the dew?
Through you I see the beautiful world
How can I see? It is totally blurred
My thought! Fetch me some lovely dreams to face
That must kindle sparks within my darkness,
My torn dreams ye must sew! make it His grace,
Stars and Heaven with bright dark canopy!
Laugh not on me, it is only a childish mirth
I know, it is known to me since my birth.
And moon! Like a highwayman, you mislead
Stop mesmerizing me, 'tis not a warn but a plead
Don't make Love a word of deceit, a Shame
Spark of sun alone will kill you all
My fate! You must remove the curtain,
Wanted to make uncertain -a certain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem