心甜之时,
就是身体被剖之时。
谁说甜美是快乐?
不见利刃不淌泪,
快刀之下血泪奔。
Sweet heart,
Is the body is split.
Who said that happiness is sweet?
Does not see the sword not tear,
A sharp knife under the blood shed tears.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem, Liked it......