The high furious wave is coming,
My last letter is being awkwardly written.
I can hear the wind howling,
I don't know when the last leaf will fall
Or when winter will creep into my eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Last letter is being awkwardly written and furious wave is coming to take this away with life. Death is very truth of human life. An amazing poem is very beautifully penned.10