While I cry a dream God taught me how to write a theme A lonely tree, the sky so blue clouds in pale hue A winding road curving bends so long so long so far far away Each eye has its own sight So deep yet so deep yet not to weep not to weep! As the soul longs to sleep in the dark dark hours of the lonely night Yet I weep for you. I weep for you. Although you're gone beyond my reach; yet I weep for you I weep for you Tomorrow tomorrow will come soon our souls will entwine again you will be mine you will be mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem