Everything, I am,
And all that I believed,
Everything I loved-
God has taken from me,
so I will cry
for you today
for we will
bury you tomorrow,
I will remember you
all my days,
I will mourn for you
in my sorrow.
I will count
the years alone
til all of mine are done,
then I'l ly down by your side
until the sunrise never comes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's not that easy to move the plan, it is not a way for remove pain There's something after dead and it not just a plain bread to cut and eat Dead after life is resonant mystery maybe life after dead complex compulsory So till it comes look for the mystery of life and given breathe to exhale...we born with meaning, could we back with afterlife with nothing...here is just a subway before the real vacation take us for real destination