You are hiding in the woods and,
To bring out your speech is like war!
However, your own words had put you into this situation.
Wounds of the past!
To heal your lost love by hiding in the woods;
And, being sorry for the mix-up.
Wounds of the past!
The muse of a legal battle on this issue needs,
The meekness of love to bring you out of the woods;
So, be ready for the truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem