From far a mountain cleft
A broken voice came through the jungle wind
Probably a baby's cry
I was sleeping already
The snowy breeze was scorching my fragile bones
Then the broken cry hit my half-wake dream
And a weird sorrow silently grew up within
As the cry immersing deeper, deep inside
Then I never understood
Why I was crying in the deep corner of the mountain
Was it because of the love denied?
Was it because your promises broken?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem