When love died
Joan Baez sang a song for the love:
“Four letter” making word.
Now,
Later, much later
In the Alps lives are lost.
A plane has crashed
And the cause?
Can be love.
Can be love.
Can be love.
Go dig deep into life.
A young man with dreams.
Connections, jealousy and the loss…
“What the heck? ”
Must have said,
Then-after, came collapse
In the heart, in the mind.
“Hell with life
Theirs and mine.”
Ask the girl in news:
“What happened between you? ”
With his mind and his heart;
And after?
They can have broken crystal
I don’t know; a bottle, with jenny.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem