Can my feelings for you be translated?
I ask with a grave heart,
Perhaps to console myself for the time being,
If it were possible, you would know, I'm not that bad.
I think you don't need to decode my emotion,
Just look at my guiltless eyes for just the once,
They don't need to sing their own praises,
There you will find my integrity, my passion.
Derrida's view on translation may sound confusing,
Read my eyes to know that no truth is missing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem