You come to my sleep just to greet me warm,
you left me unawake and you touch my palm.
The gloomy moon is shining down to me.
The midnight dream which is almost fantasy.
I'm looking for you when I wake myself.
You were nothing than a fantasy I have.
You're a treasure,
A missing puzzle piece.
The puzzle which incomplete perfectly.
The gloomy night is running out of time,
The 'today's dawn' is showing off its shine.
You came to my sleep just to greet me warm.
you left me unawake,
and you said 'Good Bye'....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem