YOU, a piece of glass,
Me, polish of Love!
I made you a Mirror! !
My reflection
Your silent smile of perfection,
Your sighs, your song,
Made me smile all along!
Then, amidst tempests and temptations,
The Mirror dropped, beyond expectations.
Now everything is lost,
Except the traces of bleeding memories.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem