when I hummed your refrain
known well the image
in the memory strange blurred
and no longer I can see you clearly
this way and maybe even
I don't want at all to see
for us sweet memories were of
no avail a false hopes,
impulses of passion,
shadows of the past,
let will walk away
into the distance!
for me sorrow isn't...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting and good poem. I like it very much!