Huch! It was lonely to be without
Moments with her were gone
Alone by this store i stand
to let water make fun
Flashing the memories which i cherished
At this coast were none
Will this eddy waves answer?
which ditty she sung?
Was her betroth false?
And the dunes made were fun
Is it the wind who would describe or the skies?
Or the fluff flying nearby
But the engraved rocks
or the letters she had sent
Are still alive
Does she remember me?
For the sake of dreams we had
But I still wait to hold her tupid hand back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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