My heart loves me only,
Just keep ache in this special place.
No roses for me now,
Since the hearing is right.
Love forgotten, the massive organ
Is uniting us to a world of love or hate.
Shadows are heard, shining they are,
Like a black bee, only once we see.
Remember me when I laugh,
I am in a suffering too great.
This heart that is hidden
Designs my love of the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem