I know that you listening to this voice of mine
That I don't have to sing so loud or walk so tall on mountains i can't reach.
I know you see more than not only from the outside but the inside too;
Because when I cry
It has always been you to console me through the night
That pain is a language that i will eventually understand,
And even enjoy with happiness
Because you have taught me that even a star falls and the cold dies and sometimes by chance it is light that i will envy or the other way around,
Because when I start to feel the breathe of life through the nostrils of my art
it only feels that you are with me,
And i when sigh, I can't help but to cry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you sir.