define me black, define me hurry
a reservoir bliss refine in blurry
the time is sounding like wind
in the river side then I learn to hold…
then I have to let go, the low life I'm into
yes I can' spend the night even more with peculiar sign
let just define me black define me a little bit hurry
mine the reservoir one of yours that die mostly
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem